People, adults and children, gathered in the village to see the prime minister for the last time in their life. They watched the grey-haired man sitting inside the iron jail, his face pale and his legs shaking. He was caged like an animal —­ though he was far worse than an innocent tiger. The villagers shouted insults and threats and threw stones at him. The prisoner had no more leather or fancy fabrics on his body. Now, he was only but lower than a beggar with his stained shirt and trousers. He was shoeless, and his feet were bleeding.The royal guards were ordered to drive the prime minister and the men who helped him to a faraway island outside the kingdom. The king decided it would be merciful to publically execute him, so he and Keith thought it would be better to exile him. The prime minister was not only going to live on an island and rot to death. No, he needed to pay for what he had done to the women and girls. He destroyed their families, and now was time

Weeks after Keith's coronation, it was finally time for the royal wedding. People, wealthy or poor, were getting ready for the ceremony. The king and his bride invited all the villagers to thank them for all the years they took care of them, supported them and offered them bread when in need.  Madam Susanne is in the future queen's chambers, sobbing after seeing her daughter in her wedding gown. Carolyn looked splendid in white. The pink tint on her lips and the blush on her cheeks put into value her slightly tanned skin. The court ladies arranged her hair with gold barrettes. On her neck was a gold necklace — a wedding present from Kenneth.  Madam Susanne wiped her tears as it was time to leave the chambers. She wished her husband would be still alive to witness such a glorious moment. Unfortunately, his sor