Punishment of Noxus

As the sun kissed the horizon, casting a warm embrace around the grand city of Noxus, five extraordinary women stood resolute, their hearts pounding in unison as they faced the weight of their collective guilt. Their achievements in the Great War had brought honor and prosperity to their kingdom, but the price had been steep—a multitude of lives vanquished in the name of victory. Now, they prepared to confront the burden of their deeds, their courage echoing through the halls of the Grand Podium, a monument to their undying devotion to their homeland.

Their voices trembled yet held steadfast, as they recited a declaration of accountability, "We, the generals, Mio, Mary, and Fia, and our sovereign, Queen Tina, and her beloved Princess Ariana, do hereby accept our shared responsibility for the loss of life in the Great War. We humbly offer ourselves to the mercy of our people as we endure public punishment for seven days. We hope that our remorse will serve as an example to those who follow in our footsteps."

Their hands quivered as they removed their armor, surrendering their status and defenses.

As if awakening from a dream, the crowd watched, silent and awe-struck, as the five figures stood naked before them. The silence was deafening, punctuated only by the crackling fire and the occasional flutter of paper.

The first to speak was Queen Tina, her voice cracking with emotion but radiating with conviction. "Our journey begins today," she declared, "as we seek redemption and absolution for the sins we've committed." Her gaze swept across the sea of faces, each person bearing witness to their confession. She paused, allowing the gravity of her words to sink in.

The air grew thick with tension; everyone knew what lay ahead was not a spectacle for amusement, but a demonstration of true remorse and healing. "May our penance serve as a testament to the sacrifices made by our fallen comrades," she continued, her voice firm but fragile. "Let us remember the spirit of unity that carried us through the darkest hours of the Great War, and let it guide us through these trying times."

A gentle nod from the queen signaled the start of their ordeal. The women moved forward, their steps echoing loudly as they crossed the vast expanse of the podium.

As they approached the center where they would be chained, the sun cast a golden hue upon their bodies, accentuating every curve and muscle. The sight stirred whispers among the crowd, the hushed murmurs reaching the generals like a palpable undercurrent.

"You know, I never thought this day would come," Mio said, her tone bitter yet laced with acceptance. "All those times when we thought our decisions were right, all those lives we ended because we believed it was for the greater good..."

Mary clenched her fists and sighed deeply. "I don't think any of us ever imagined that things would turn out this way. But sometimes, the road to hell is paved with good intentions. We thought we were doing the right thing, but..." She trailed off, shaking her head. "I just wish there was some other way."

Fia, the youngest, stared down at the cold stone beneath her feet.

"Maybe it's too late for us," she whispered softly, her voice barely audible over the wind's song. "But maybe, just maybe, our legacy can save others from making the same mistakes."

Mio gave a curt nod, glancing up at the sky. "We should make the most of this opportunity to set things right," she said, her voice clipped and businesslike.

"This is our chance to redeem ourselves and to teach others about the importance of making wise choices." Princess Ariana declared, her voice trembling just a little.

Her sisters nodded in agreement, their resolve renewed. As they stepped closer to the central platform, a hush fell over the spectators. The mood shifted, somber and reflective, the air heavy with expectation.

A burly guard approached them, his expression grim but respectful. He motioned for them to gather around a large iron rack, chains dangling ominously overhead. "This is where you'll spend the next week," he said gruffly.

His eyes scanned the women, lingering on their exposed flesh before settling on Queen Tina.

"Understood," replied Queen Tina, her voice steady and unwavering. She took a step forward, approaching the guard. Her eyes locked onto him, conveying a message of respect and determination.

"Alright, ladies," the guard called out as he began securing the chains.

"Stand not too close or apart together, and raise your arms high."

Obediently, the four women closed ranks, standing shoulder to shoulder. As they raised their arms, a collective gasp rippled through the crowd.

"Spread your legs. Expose all of you to the people." The guard commanded. The women nodded and took up a stance that spread their legs the widest they could. The Podium was huge enough to contain all five of them, still, but the position itself was uncomfortable even without the chains that would be soon attached to them.

Swiftly enough, the guard proceeded to fasten manacles around the wrists and ankles of the five women. Each click of metal echoed through the silent crowd, a reminder of their impending fate. Their nakedness bore witness to their vulnerability, their muscles flexing and straining under the strain of the chains.

"Look the people in the eye. Show them your remorse," commanded the guard, his voice hard and commanding.

Resolutely, the women did as they were told, their gazes rising to meet the myriad of staring eyes. Some gazed back with empathy, while others looked on with anger and resentment. Still, the women maintained their composure, meeting every stare with a mixture of humility and defiance.

"Alright," the guard declared, surveying the scene.

"Now, recite your vows." The guard added, his voice carrying a sense of finality. "You vow to not look back, to not regret whatever happens, and to endure the punishment with a humble heart."

Slowly, the gathered masses fell silent. All eyes turned toward the group of women standing in the center of the podium, bound and exposed. The tension was palpable; the women held their breath, their bodies bristling with anticipation.

"Yes," Queen Tina replied firmly, her voice low and confident.

"No looking back, no regrets. We vow to endure the punishments ahead with acceptance and humility." Princess Ariana declared, even as she could feel the weight of the chains pulling at her wrists, the cold steel biting into her skin. Yet, despite the harsh reality of their situation, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of peace wash over her as she looked at her mother and the three generals. This was their path, their destiny, and they would face it head-on.

"Just remember," Mio said, her voice tight and controlled, "we're in this together. Whatever happens, we'll see it through."

Fia nodded, her gaze flickering between her sisters and the restless crowd.

"Yeah, we'll stick together."

Despite being part of the triumphant Noxian forces, they were now subject to the same public scrutiny as common criminals. The sole saving grace was the fact that the crowd did not jeer. They merely stared at the five women, and while some anger still remained, they did not express any amount of joy in such humiliation and punishment. That was of some comfort to Queen Tina.

"With the authority given to me, I announce that the punishment shall be separated into 4 segments. The segments are Pain, Weight, Service, and Judgment." The guard announced with a heaviness in his tone. "While at the punishment, there will be breaks, the length of which depends on how long the punishment lasts. Before the punishment and at break times, they will be given food and drink to eat, but as they are removed of all dignity, they shall eat with their hands chained behind them and use only their mouths. Not only that, they will have to urinate or defecate on the spot, as the chains will not be removed, no matter what."

Not even the angriest of the people could hide their grimace at the idea of such disgrace, and neither did the royals or the generals. The idea of them, once so powerful and respected, consuming their sustainance and expelling their body waste in such an inhumanly punishing way, was too much even for the hardest of resentful men and women.

"For the rest of the day, Queen Tina, Princess Ariana, and the Generals Mio, Mary, and Fia, shall remain exposed and chained, and they will remain so in the Grand Podium until the end of next week, enduring not only the harsh suffering of their punishments, but also the torment of nature from morning to night again and again. That is all. For the rest of the day, the five leading figures of our kingdom shall be allowed to contemplate alone before the punishment begins tomorrow. Does any of you wish to express words before leaving?"

After a few moments of tense silence, a tall, burly man gave a deep breath. "Look, despite everything, you still did win the war and save the kingdom as a whole, even if many people still died. You're even willing to suffer like this. I think once you've all completed this public punishment, you deserve a second chance."

A golden-haired, fair woman nodded in approval. "Indeed. I believe you all will prove worthy of regaining our respect and faith as you undergo the punishments. We will watch and judge for ourselves, but know that you've regained some of the respect we once had for you through this humble act of sacrifice."

Not a single one of the people protested. In fact, some even expressed their approval and sincerely wished the five women luck, before departing, leaving the five leading figures alone to contemplate their sins.

As such, Queen Tina, Princess Ariana, and the three sisters were left alone. "Do you feel it, my daughter? Proud generals? We are on the right track to earning the people's faith and forgiveness back." Queen Tina said with a small but firm smile. "This suffering will be worth it. We must prove how the kingdom is ran on justice and strength, and that extends to even those who lead the country."

"Yes, mother." Princess Ariana said softly. "I still have much to learn, to grow, and I think this punishment might give me the opportunity to grow stronger and prepare me for when I inevitably lead the people."

"What kind of punishment awaits us, my Queen?" Fia asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Queen Ariana shook her head, her tone gentle but firm. "I cannot expose it to any of you. I will only announce it when the day comes. I will not lie, however, that it is quite severe indeed. Anything light would have made the people believe we were just faking, so I made sure we would experience the harshest. It is the only way to make them see us as having taken responsibility for our failures." She watched as her daughter Ariana flinched, but shook her head as she eyed her firmly. "Daughter, be strong. We can do this. You will grow from experiencing hardship, and so will I."

"Whatever it is, we'll get through it," Mary reassured her, her voice soft yet strong.

"Remember, we're stronger together, aren't we?"

Fia gave a weak smile, nodding silently.

"Don't worry," Mio chimed in, her voice sharp and determined. "We won't break. Just focus on staying strong. Like what they said, they are willing to give us a second chance by seeing how we fare in these punishments."

Mary swallowed, her throat dry and parched. "If we didn't fight in the war, then the citizens wouldn't have lost their loved ones either," she said in a soft whisper. "We could've prevented so much suffering."

"We did what we thought was necessary at the time," Queen Tina interjected, her calm demeanor belied by the turmoil in her heart. "And besides, there's a fine line between peace and surrender. If we hadn't fought, we might not be here today."

"Perhaps," Mary conceded, her eyes remembering how the people would look at them with anger and resentment. Only now, with all five of them stripped of all dignity and chained to be punished severely, did the people show the signs of forgiveness. "But it doesn't change the fact that we caused untold misery for countless families."

"That's enough!" snapped Mio, her patience wearing thin. "We're not here to debate the past. Our mission is clear," Mio interrupted, her tone urgent yet stern. "To allow the people to bear witness to our atonement through suffering and demonstrate our remorse. That's why we chose public punishment. To ensure our wrongdoings are not forgotten."

"You're right, Mio," Queen Tina agreed, her voice steady and unwavering. "We must strive to maintain our composure and withstand the storm."

Hours passed by as the sun continued to bake them relentlessly, causing beads of sweat to trickle down their necks and pool at their feet. The cold iron chains weighed heavily on their shoulders and ankles and seemed intent on breaking their spirits. The five women breathe and exhale deeply over and over again, their suffering clear. Of course, as they were to be chained until the end of the punishment, they also had to urinate right there. The Podium was enchanted to immediately remove waste, but it still felt degrading to ejaculate and excrate in the open eyes.

"Get used to it." Queen Tina reminded her daughter gently, her voice strong and her expression calm even as she pissed into the floor. "With every humiliation and suffering, we redeem ourselves."

"Don't you feel the heat of the sun, mother?" Princess Ariana asked weakly. "I feel like I'm burning."

"Yes, but my will is stronger. Use this opportunity, daughter, to also strengthen your will. The sun's heat may be strong, but it hasn't hampered any of the generals, right?" Queen Tina turned her gaze towards the generals.

Mary, Mio, and Fia had just expelled their body wastes too, and had managed to adapt to a degree, blocking out the humiliation. "We have all been through worse, Your Majesty." Mary responded earnestly.

"Princess Ariana... Be strong. We can do this together." Fia stated softly even though she appeared **** and still somewhat scared.

"The heat of the sun shall not break us. Our bodies may sweat, may feel pain, but our minds and hearts are stronger and will endure no matter what. The humiliation of exposing our bodies, of eating without hands, and of expelling our body wastes may be great, but our wills are greater." Mio affirmed.

Eventually, the sun gave way to the moon. The suffering lessened only by a few bits, the heat of the sun replaced by the chill of the moon.

"It's cold, mother." Princess Ariana spoke out softly as she felt shivers trickle down her spine.

"Do not let it get to you, my daughter." Queen Ariana declared firmly. "We will go through much more painful things than this. Try to keep that in mind."

"Sisters, I think we should tell the stories of how we braved winters before. Maybe that would inspire the Princess, what do you think?" Mary asked softly as Fia nodded with a small smile. Even Mio seemed a bit wistful.

"Those times weren't exactly easy, but we endured it through both the firmness of our physical training and the strength of our wills. Mio, would you do the honor of telling the tale?"

Mio merely quirked her eyebrows as she nodded. "Very well..."

And as Mio spoke of such tales, Princess Ariana's eyes brightened up and she looked stronger than before. "I really want to be as strong as you, one day."

"Then persevere, my daughter. Endure the pain and humiliation, and arise stronger than ever. For now, I think we should rest. Tomorrow is the first half of the punishment of pain." Queen Tina stated as the other women nodded.

They still had their own share of fears and doubts, but they had hope. The people had showed signs of forgiving them, and in time, they would prove the second chance they were granted would not be in vain.

The cold was harsh, but eventually, the five women found rest in slumber.