"Roget's Conundrum. The Crowd Gathers At Fenerc's Request"

Blood dripped through Fenerc's fingers, the servant had disobeyed him. Snipping the webbing of the male servant's thumb and pointer finger with a dull pair of steel scissors, Fenerc called in his commander. "This one has defied me for the final time. Make sure his death is memorable for both himself and the witnesses commander. Fenerc looked at the bloodied hand of the servant. "Do you wish to die by my hand, or my commander's. I assure you both will be unpleasant no matter whom you choose. I am rather wicked as you can attest by your bloodied hand. I can think of hundreds of ways to silence your tongue forever. I think something creative would be the most fun for me. Hmm, let me see." He taps his chin with his finger. "Roget' How would you like to die today?"

Fenerc was elated by his wife's deeds of treachery. To bathe in the crimson sustenance of the virginal maidens brought forth to work for the Countess and himself. The young girls came in by the hundreds. Many of the residents would send forth their daughters as a gift of their loyalty to Fenerc and his wife. After all, being one of their hand maidens would make any parent proud. Many of these young girls were brought to he and Elizabeth, then never seen again.

Fenerc walked to Elizabeth, her blood stained tiny physique, unclothed, so lovely, so inviting. Yet so much work at hand to do. he put his sexual needs aside for the time being. He smirked at Elizabeth as she asked him if he would like to use the knives she had wielded at her victim. He snickered at her. "Oh but of course my love, I would gladly use them. They may play a small part of what I have planned for Roget. To think the two of them wed against our will. They sneaked off into the night while we slept, then found a holy man to perform a ceremony of marriage. I'm quite certain they thought they would have a long and happy life together. How wrong they were my sweet. Did they not think for one minute that we wouldn't find out of their little arrangement?

He looked upon the lifeless corpse of Greta Wilabughy. "Oh Greta, I wish you could take part of the audience I am assembling in the town's square." He waltzed with the dangling deceased body of the hanging girl. "You dance divinely my dear, You do have a strong lead though, now don't you?" He continued to dance about. He smiled, hearing fits of laughter coming from across the room. Elizabeth was obviously being entertained by the macabre dance of Fenerc and his lifeless new blood drained marionette. "I would never bow to this partner, Elizabeth. Only to you, would I lower my head."

Fenerc shouted out for the guards to come and take away the young girls corpse. "Quickly dispose of this unruly servant would you, before she stinks up the place. The flies will be quick to come in this dreaded heat, I assure you. I want her buried along the river with the others that have been defiant. Let this be a lesson to you all, if you disobey, you will pay with your life in one way or another. He watched as the servants untied the girl, then lowering her body to dispose of her like rubbish. Fenerc called out to his commander. "See the shivering, pitiful man there in the corner? Leave him shackled for me. I want him brought out to the courtyard. He deserves nothing more than a prisoners death. He defied me by laying with one of the virgins, wedding her behind our backs. Now he will perish, just as his newly wed wife Greta did. Well, not exactly. I have such sights to show all of you."

Spectators gathered at the gallows. Fenerc and his men brought Roget to be viewed by the public. His execution would be a long and drawn out procedure. He reached into his pocket, taking the blade his beloved countess had given to him. He approached Roget. "Married her didn't you? Laid down with her in my home, did you not? You took her virginity, did you not? She was a gift to my wife and myself. Her purity is partially what kept her among the living as long as she did. What an ugly little whelp, Greta was. Were you blinded by lust to bed that woman? I would not have allowed my dog to take that woman the way you took her Roget."

As Fenerc wielded the knife the crowds began to cheer. The stage was set for the slaughtering of the lamb. Fenerc continued to mock Roget. The more he did so, the louder the crowd became. They were anxiously awaiting a good show. A show, Fenerc had often delivered. Today, would be no exception. A small table was rolled up to Fenerc as the shouting grew louder. Fenerc took one of the large knives from the small table. He held it to his muscle laden torso. "Now shall we begin? What goes first?, Hmm, I would like to keep you around for awhile. After all, you are the entertainment for the day, now aren't you?