“Make love..” The words coming out from the prisoner's mouth left the audience startled. What..? That'd be such a bizzare last wish from the dying victim. The king shifted a bit in his throne. “I'm sorry..?”
“I want to make love with Rani Gunavati. Anyway I want”. The audience was stunned. Not a single person uttering a single word for a moment.
The prisoner to be executed blew a lock of matted hair from his face. His body was riddled with wounds. Blood trickled down from several of them. But, he didn't care. His eyes were fixed into those of the king. Awaiting for his reply. Before the king could recover though, the audience burst out. “Rani Gunavati is our pride!” “Yes, we won't alloe the king let that happen!” The prisoner paid no attention to any of that.
The king shifted uncomfortably again. “I… I…” he stammered.
“What? Cat got your tongue?” The prisoner smirked. “A king so weak that he can't even grant a prisoner's last wish?”
The king started sweating nervously. The portraits of his ancestors seemed to look down on him. “Ask..” He babbled. “Ask something else”.
“Nope”. The prisoner shook his head. Relishing the helpless look in the king's face. “I already stated what I want”. He patiently stood there.
The king counted his options. Could he just set the prisoner free? But that.. That'd be dishonor for his country before the other kings. “B-be that happen”. He blurted out finally. Letting the fate decide the rest.
Out walked Queen Gunavati, like beauty reincarnated. Adorned in jewel & followed by her attendents. A veil drawn upon her face. She walked on calmly amidst the moans & woes of her citizen. Everyone was asking her to stop. But she moved on.
She came face to face with the prisoner. The veil was lifted from her face, & out came the beauty, soft like the full moon. Calm..
Until her eyes fell on the face of the prisoner. In a flash, her expressions changed. The calm face was replaced by that of utter dismay, & a word came out in a soft moan.. “.. You?!”