The Princess's Judgment

Rank and the female goblin were paraded naked through the streets of Argentia. They were led by a rope around their necks, their hands bound behind their backs. The crowd jeered and threw rotten vegetables at them. Rank and the female goblin cowered, tears streaming down their face. As they were led into the town square, the crowd fell silent, anticipating what was to come. The Princess of Argentia stood before the assembled crowd, her face a mask of disdain as she surveyed the pathetic figures before her. She cleared her throat and began to speak, her voice booming out across the square.

"You stand accused of the heinous crimes of slavery and ****," she declared, pointing an accusing finger at Rank and the female goblin.

Rank and the female goblin dropped to their knees. The Princess of Argentia's proclamation echoed through the square as she turned to address the crowd. "Let this serve as a warning to all who would dare to flout our laws! Slavery is a crime punishable by ****, but in your case, you shall serve as living examples of what awaits those who defy us."

The Princess stepped closer to Rank and the female goblin, her face twisted in disgust as she looked down at them. "You will be publicly flogged. Then you will work in the mines, toiling day and night until your debt to society is paid." The Princess gestured to the guards, who roughly hauled Rank and the female goblin to their feet. They were dragged to a whipping post in the center of the square, where the crowd parted to let them through. Rank and the female goblin were chained to the post.

The executioner, a burly man with a cruel scar across his cheek, stepped forward and took up his whip. He cracked it through the air, the sound echoing like a gunshot. Rank and the female goblin shuddered, bracing themselves for the first blow. The first lash struck Rank's back with a sickening crack, tearing into her flesh. She screamed in agony as blood began to flow down her back. The female goblin whimpered beside her as the second lash found its mark, opening a gash across her shoulder blades. The crowd watched in grim silence as the executioner methodically worked his way up and down their backs, each lash bringing fresh agony. After twenty strokes, Rank and the female goblin were a bloody mess, their bodies hanging limply from the chains.

Once the flogging was complete, the guards cut the ropes binding their hands and dragged them to their feet, their battered bodies unable to support their own weight.

"They shall also be used as breeding whores" I said.

The Princess of Argentia stepped closer to Rank and the female goblin, who cowered before her, their bloodied bodies shaking with pain and exhaustion.

"You wish to use these pathetic creatures as breeding stock?" she asked, her voice dripping with disdain. "Very well. I hereby decree that Rank and the female goblin shall be kept in a breeding pen, where they will be used to sire offspring for the glory of Argentia."

She turned to the guards, barking out orders. "Take them to the breeding pens and have them cleaned and tended to."

The crowd began to disperse, their morbid curiosity satisfied for the moment.