Nathaniel grabbed my hand harder and turned back to the others.
“Eland Wheeler,” the first man stepped up on the rock. He heaved a sigh as he walked up to us. “My king,” He said and bowed his head.
“Any last words?”
The man looked up through his lashes and shook his head.
“I do not regret my actions,” Eland stated.
“Please,” Nathaniel said and gestured with head. Eland went down on his knees in front of Nathaniel. Everyone was watching; even the children were forced to bear witness to the barbaric event.
Jackson stepped up on the rock and held back Eland's head. Nathaniel gripped my hand even harder and raised the blade. In the blink of an eye he slashed Eland's throat. A gasp escaped me and my hand flew to my mouth, everything slowed down and I watched in the slowest w
