Sorvile and Selene's punishment

Sorvile and Selene were now both on their knees.

"Well, I can't run the day to day in Crowind, Astolfo and Amazonia" said Fred, "so I'll leave Farsel in charge"

"You really trust me?" said Farsel.

"I think we've come a long way since you threw fireballs at me" said Fred, "its hard to believe it has only been about two months"

"Wait, Farsel is unworthy to sit on the throne" said Selene, "the ruling monarch must be unmarked. It is the dark elf way"

One of the dark elf advisors spoke.

"She's right" he said, "unworthy heirs are whipped to mark them as unworthy. This renders Farsel illegitimate as empress"

Farsel turned her back to them and undid the back of her dress. To their shock, the girl's scars had disappeared.

"That's impossible" said Selene, "you were whipped by Lesi. We saw it"

"And yet the gods thought I was so worthy, they healed me" said Farsel.

Farsel sat on the throne.

"And now Sorvile and Selene will be punished"

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Sorvile and Selene were stripped naked and taken outside. Selene was chained to a whipping post.

Farsel cut Selene's hair just as short she she'd cut her's a century ago.

"Please don't do this" Selene, "I didn't want to hurt her. I just wanted to be empress. All I wanted was to reclaim the throne that was stolen from ancestor Morgana Nogardnep, the same as you. Its no fair!"

Selene cried. Sorvile was handed a whip.

"For the crime of framing Third Princess Farsella for treason, First Princess Selene will receive forty lashes. Commence the whipping"

CRACK!

Selene screamed in pain.

CRACK!

Selene sobbed from the pain, not only physically but also of knowing that she would never be ruler.

CRACK!

Her scars would render her unworthy in the eyes of her people.

CRACK!

Selene lost her footing.

CRACK!

The chains were the only thing holding her up.

CRACK!

After forty lashes, Selene was taken from the whipping post and her mother was chained to it.

"For the crime of..." the dark elf announcing the sentence struggled to actually think of a crime to charge Sorvile with as she had been the legitimate ruler.

"Who cares about the official term, mother you tortured me, you killed my sister and you tried to damn her to Inferno. You're getting forty lashes"

Farsel took the whip and began to flog Sorvile herself.

CRACK!

Sorvile in pain.

CRACK!

"I'm sorry, Farsella" she cried.

CRACK!

"It wasn't my fault!"

CRACK!

"Its was all Selene"

CRACK!

"She made me do it"

CRACK!

"Its not too late, you could use a royal advisor"

CRACK!

Sorvile stopped trying to reason with her daughter.

CRACK!

She just sobbed in pain as her reign ended.

CRACK!

After forty lashes, Sorvile was turned round. Farsel took a branding iron and pressed it against her mother's face. Sorvile screamed in agony as a 'T' was burned against her left cheek.

"Sorvile and Selene will both serve as slaves" Farsel announced.

A second branding iron was applied to Sorvile and Selene's left shoulder, marking them with an 'S'.