A golden throne be-speckled with many precious stones. It glints in every eye that falls upon it. It is 20 ft tall and 5 ft wide. Swords from enemies of the king line the back of the chair.
Palace Throne, Inside Palace
queen
executioner
I work at the local prison. I keep to myself most of the time. I don't have a lot of friends.
I'm sorry, my Queen. I was trying to find my sword! This throne is unbearably uncomfortable. The cushion is absolutely worthless. Just was worthless as an executioner with no sword. I agree, my Queen. For what do I owe the pleasure to be here? Mark my words, I will not tolerate disappointment. Fail me again and it will the end of your pathetic life. I understand, my Queen. It shall never happen again.. I summoned you here to execute the cushion maker. As soon as my chambermaid arrives I will send her to fetch him. As you say, Queen. May I ask why you want him executed and not simply replaced? Do you dare to question my commands? No, my Queen. Just would love to learn more from you and the kingdom's way, for I am new to this after my father died. I am ready for whenever the cushion maker arrives. Hand me your sword, executioner. Where is that chambermaid? Here you go, my Queen. Kneel before your Queen. My headaches. The prospect of filling three positions is just making it worse. Why is good help impossible to find!