Bonfire

“Let the show begin,” Roman said.

“I’m sure you will enjoy this. Next time, you will be wiser in your decision-making.” Roman added.

“But look at the stage, the lighting is perfect, the space is grand enough for the show and the distance from the stage to the ground is not so much. I chose this theatre so that you can hold your wife before her last breath.” Roman said.

“That’s very thoughtful.” West said and smiled.

“Are you not too excited for someone whose wife is about to be executed in the most gruesome of ways?” Roman said.

“I live to serve you. However you want me to be, I will be. Do you wish to see me cry?” West said.

“Uhh… Save your tears, it would do you no good.” Roman said.

West just nodded and smiled. He seemed excited to watch his wife die and that’s exactly what Roman wanted. He dared not to look sad.

The curtain was drawn up and some men came matching in with Aurora. Her hands were tied to her back and her mouth was stuffed with clothes so that she would not speak or s