A Discription of the Princess:

Name: Princess Chrystal Blackthorne (Daughter of the late King Thomas Blackthorne.)

Age: 16 yrs, at date of arrest. 18yrs, at date of execution.

Hair: Blonde, Curly, Shoulder length./Waist length.

Eyes: Blue

Body: 16yrs. 34-B Breasts, 24in. waist, 34in. Hips.

            18yrs. 34-C Breasts, 24in. waist, 34in. Hips.

Height: 5ft 8in.

Weight: 105lbs.



Name: Queen Kathleen Blackthorne (Stepmother to the Princess.)

Age: 30yrs.

Hair: Black. worn braided and rolled into a bun.

Eyes: Green

Body: 42-D Breasts, 36in waist, 38in Hips. She is a Voluptuous woman.

Height: 5ft 8in.

Weight: ??



At Noon, the Queen sits on her throne in the Great Hall of the Castle. Her devious mind is spinning. Since she was lucky enough to capture the Kings heart, after he mourned for years the loss of his wife (Under mysterious circumstances.) She has resented the Kings love of his Daughter since she first saw her. The Princess' beauty was unquestionable. Since her marriage to the King 2 years ago, she has been plotting this day!

The Healer is sitting in a chair on the other side of the Kings empty throne. His crown is sitting there. There are several Lords and Ladies in attendance. 50 of the Queens personal guards.

"Bring in the Prisoner!" the Queen commands. 2 guards open the massive doors to the Great Hall. 2 guards march in with the Princess between them. Her wrists are bound with cuffs and chain. She is dressed in a fine gown. Her blonde hair glows in the sunlight streaming in through the windows. Even with tears streaming down her face, she is still Gorgeous! The Lords and Ladies bow in respect. "Bring her before me!" the Queen demands. The guards walk the Princess up towards the Queen. They stop 10 feet in front of her. "Princess Chrystal, you have been arrested and detained on the charge of Murdering the King!" She says. " You were caught leaning over the body of the King, and your dagger was sticking out of his chest!" "How do you plead?" "Not Guilty!" the Princess responds. "I went to my fathers chamber to ask him a question. When I approached his bed, I saw the dagger in his chest! I yelled for the guards, and the Healer!" "Why would I yell for the guards if I had killed him?" "Why indeed?" quipped the Queen. "You yelled for the guard to try to establish a reason of doubt, hoping it would be enough to keep suspicion away from you!" "Which would have worked, except for your one mistake, using your dagger to do the evil deed!" "NO! I DIDN'T KILL MY FATHER!" the princess cried. "Healer, is the King dead?" asks the Queen. "Yes, your Highness." he replied. "You saw the cause of his death?" asks the Queen. "Yes, your Highness." he replied. "And what was the cause of the Kings death? asks the Queen. "There was a dagger stabbed into his chest." he replied. "Commander of the King's guard, upon entering the King's Bed Chamber what did you witness?" she asked. "I... I witnessed the Princess on the Kings bed, bent over him, a dagger in his chest." he says. "And did you examine this dagger, the Murder weapon?" asks the Queen. "Yes, your Highness." he replied. "And what did you determine if anything about the Murder weapon to it's origin?" she asks. "I identified the dagger as a present I gave to the Princess on her 16th Birthday." he said. "So, the facts are as follows, witnesses saw the Princess, on the King's bed, a dagger, the Princess' dagger, as verified by the Commander was stabbed into the Kings chest, and the King was pronounced dead by the Healer. Have I got all the facts correct?" the Queen asks. "Yes, your Highness." said the Commander. "Then I have no choice then to pronounce a verdict." "I hereby find the Princess GUILTY of MURDER of her father the KING!" she says. A low murmmer is heard from the Lords and Ladies. "NO! I DIDN'T DO IT!" shouts the Princess, tears streaming down her face. "Under the law of the Kingdom, Death will be paid by Death! I order the IMMEDIATE EXECUTION of the Princess!" the Queen shouts. "NO! YOU CAN'T DO THIS! I DIDN'T KILL MY FATHER!" screams the Princess. "QUIET!" shouts the Queen. The Commander of the guard says. "I beg your pardon your Highness, but under the Law, "No person under the age of 18 can be executed." Therefor you can not Execute the Princess." "DAMN!" the Queen says under her breath. "Very well! The Princess will remain in the Dungeon until her 18th Birthday, when she will be brought forth and Executed by Axe!" "NO!" screams the Princess. "QUIET! I hereby strip the title of Princess from the 'PRISONER She will be taken to the Dungeon, and held until that time! The Queen stands and leaves the Great Hall. The Commander of the Guard walks up to the Princess, and when the Queen has left, he whispers to the sobbing Princess, I'm sorry your Highness.

                                                                                                                                (TO BE CONTINUED!)