HATING HER KING
He would never be.
Denney, trembling, tried to rise. "Nephew_"
"I am your king!" Alexander's voice boomed, slamming his fist against the armrest. "I am more than the son of your brother. I am your king, and you will accord me my honour. I, command, you."
Silence blanketed the courtroom.
Alexander sighed, rising from his seat again. "I tire of this." He stepped forward to the edge of the dais. "This is my sovereign sentence: Ten days from today, Lords Denney, Featings, and Farrington will be hanged to death in the square."
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