Duke Daughter's Becomes A Hunter

Fall Of Wolavia

“Um… I lived in Haston village” Isle suddenly blurted, “which is situated in the northwest of Larrenth kingdom. Mother’s name is Mary. Brother’s name is Dave.”

I looked at her with puzzled face. It clearly asked what nonsense is she speaking.

“And father’s name is Tom. Famously called the Drunkard Tommy” she added.

Now I looked at her foolishly. Trying to understand her words.

“Just telling you if you are curious” she said, smiling nervously, “and it was Count Watermann who brought me. William Watermann. He is a count from Taloupia kingdom.”

She saw me looking at her with face asking her if she is still sane. Is she speaking this way due to lack of sleep?

“Just if you were curious” she said weakly.

“Curious” I repeated accepting her weird answer.

Then we heard the iron gate being pushed. It gave as the signal that my last ten minutes are over. Well, even if it was a cold prison, it felt much comfortable then my luxury room. All because of one person. I guess I was really tired of my loneliness. Having one person to talk is really good.

Isle came and hugged me. Even if she hugged me gently, I still felt tremendous pain all over my body.

“I really like you. I hope we will be good friends in next life” she said.

“Good friends” I repeated as I accepted her hug.

She released me and sat away from me by the time the prison guard entered, as if we were total strangers. This was best for me and her.  The prison guard signaled me to follow him. I walked out obediently, without looking back.

A bunch of soldiers surrounded me. Being the daughter of powerful family, I didn’t feel weird. I was always escorted in this was whenever I attended the balls and parties. It showcased the power of Winfred family. But the difference is, I am now being escorted as a traitor of the empire and not a daughter of the prestigious family of the empire.

I sighed nervously.

My entire body pained as I walked to my death’s door. Isle, what did you do? Even my last walk feels uncomfortable. When I walked out of the prison hall, I finally found light. My eyes strained as they tried to adjust. I looked around.

There were nobles sitting on higher dais in the right. Even my family was among them. When I first got charged of treason, I thought how could they do it to me. Someone who treated them as her family. Even though they didn’t accept me.

But now I see them in different light. They are devils living under human skins. They not only played with life, but also destroyed many homes. Why will they value my life? Who am I to be valued? Just some lowly person who entered their family. But did I enter on my whim? Weren’t they the one who invited me to join them? How come it became my mistake?

Till now I wondered what were my faults. But now I can clearly point them. My fault to trust them. My fault to blindly follow them. If I hadn’t accepted the invitation in the first place, then my fate might have been different today.

As I was pushed by my prison guard, I could see commoners glaring at me angrily. I laughed at their stupidity. Do they think that their rulers are trying to protect them? Do they really think that they are living peacefully because of them? Do they think I am dying for their good? I wanted to laugh loud.

One day these rulers will drag them much worst deaths just to satisfy their greed.

When you see your loved ones die in front of you, they won’t protect you. I can see the future of this empire. The nobles, filled with greedy eyes, won’t be satisfied even if they have more than enough. Their greediness, their superiority will become the reason for their demise.

My intellectual from the knowledge I gained from the history books tell me, that is empire will fall within ten years. After the Winfred successfully killed the emperor, they will make the child prince as the new ruler. But since he is too young to take care of the kingdom, the entire empire will be managed by the Duke Winfred.

I can see through their plan.

When a person thinks he has no opponent, he thinks of himself as a god. He looks down on everyone. He will think of them as an insect, crawling in the mud, who are worth dying for them. So, he will kill everyone whom he will think isn’t worth living. Winfreds are no different. I can smell their hunger from here. Even if they succeed in their plan, that will be just the start of their fall.

Because people aren’t insect. They are humans. When some one they love die, even they will feel anger. Most will cry silently, accepting the tyranny. But they will be few who won’t accept it. They will do anything for their justice. Even die for it.

Rebellions will rise all around the empire. The powerful people who feel frustrated to work under the current ruler, will immediately try to change their rulers. After thousands of wars, millions of deaths, the weak will win and the strong will fall. It will result in the fall Wolavia Empire.

I can see their fall from here.

As I walked with these thoughts, the commoners started to hit me with stones and rotten tomatoes. As expected, I was treated as a VIP criminal.

I did not scold them. Nor did I feel embarrassed. I can only pity them. I can see their dark future from here.

As I walked, I found someone has thrown banana peel on me. Hey! What did I do to you? Do you want me to slip on them? Ah…all the muscle in my body are paining. Please don’t thrown things that might need more physical work then this. I am already tired.

Then something hit my head. I saw a white egg shell slipping through my hair. Seriously! Do you know the value of an egg? Ugh.. I still remember how much hard it was to get one egg when I lived as a beggar. And these things are thrown by commoners as nobles find it lowly act.   

As I finally reached the execution site, I sat down with a great effort and put my head into the wooden semicircle. My prison guard, completed the circle by putting another piece of wood on my neck. When I looked at my sister, who was sitting besides the emperor, completely dignified, a smile appeared on my face.

I guess I lived a good life. I guess I am dying before I see hell bloom on this land. Yes, I am dying at the perfect time.

I closed my life when the prison guards signaled to release the blade. I thought my life ended when the blade fell on my neck. I did not think that I can open my eyes again. But I still felt conscious for some reason. I opened my eyes weakly.

I thought I would see some angels, taking me heaven. I guess I will go to heaven as I did not do anything bad to anyone. I don’t think they will take me to hell for being ignorant of the true nature of my family.

But what I found was a familiar market. There were people walking around me, few were gossiping, others were busy with their work. Everyone ignored me. As if I did not exist. By the way they dress, they look like commoners.

Where am I? What is this place? Why does this place look familiar? I haven’t been to commoner’s resident since the long time.

I looked around. I think I am sleeping in a dark lane covered under newspapers.

My dress looked shabby. My hands looked small. I stood up. I do not feel any pain now. I got up without any trouble. But why do I feel I have become shorter? Or are these walls taller? No. The people walking around looked normal. Only I seem abnormal.

I looked at my body.

What the hell!

I wanted to shout when I looked at myself.

My hands, my legs, no… my entire body seems to have shrunken. It looked more like a body of a little girl.

What is happening with me? Didn’t I die under the guillotine blade?