Doll face face death.

Xena’s POV

I sat in my room, unable to believe what just happened. The walls felt like they were closing in, like a trap room with no place to run to.

I couldn’t think straight. They were going to execute me tomorrow. Tomorrow… I could already feel the cold steel of the executioner's blade at my throat or worse Kael's sharp claws slicing through my neck.

The thought of it made my stomach churn.

My eyes kept darting to the window like the solution to my problem was there. The night sky was dark, too dark, and I felt like I could hear every little noise outside the door.

Every time the wind rustled the trees or the floor creaked beneath me, I flinched, expecting someone to burst through the door.

The guards were still outside, their footsteps echoing down the hallway but I couldn’t even hear their conversations anymore but who cares, today was going to be the last day in this cruel palace and I was the one that killed myself.

I should have just listened to Susan, Orion, Lady Megan an