Warfare of The Heart

"Raping Princess Nolee Lacroix. You had her tied to your bed you monster!"

"What? I didn't!" Sheamus said.

"Jack saw her! Her arms were in cuffs and she was writhing underneath you!" shouted Carter.

"Brother he-"

"Silence my darling sister, you need not tell me." Carter said, interuppting her.

"I didn't rape her!" Sheamus growled, stepping forwards, trying to hit Carter despite the cuffs.

"Then why was she tied to the bed? King Mason is sentencing you to imprisonment," Carter sneered, "take the dirty Celt to the basement and prepare the troops for invasion."

Sheamus glanced at Nolee before looking back at Carter and shook his head, cursing in Irish.

"Carter he didn't-"

"I said quite!" Carter shouted back at Nolee as the guards dragged him off.

Nolee ran into the throne room, "King Mason! Why is Sheamus being arrested?"

"Let me go!" Sheamus growled before going back to cursing in Irish at Carter and the guards.

"I... Because of the reasons your brother said." Mason told her.

With one heavily gloved hand, Carter backhanded Sheamus. "You destroyed our village, raped the innocence from my sister, I will enjoy watching your body hang from the gallows..."

"He wasn't forcing me my king...I was curious and he sated a curiousness," Nolee replied softly. "Please you must tell my brother and his men to stand down!"

Sheamus growled and spat at Carter, quickly going quiet when the gallows were mentioned.

"I...I can't." Mason said, looking away.

Carter shook his head, "Have him readied for the gallows. He'll die now."

"Please...King Mason I may be p...pregnant..."

"You can't do this!" Sheamus growled. "I am a king!"

"What?" Mason said, staring down at her.

"As was I before you tore that from me. You took everything. My kingdom, my friends, my lover was among those you and your men killed. You also kidnapped a Princess. You are as good as dead. Men, take him to have his last rites read," Carter replied.

"I feel as if I am with child..." Nolee softly said, eyes downcast.

Sheamus rolled his eyes, trying to pull away from the guards' grip on him.

"I..." Mason said before going quietly to think about it.

Nolee teared up, "Please King Mason..."

"But he did kill all those other people..." Mason said, sounding unsure of himself.

"He was a warrior," Nolee replied, "while he may have attacked my village he did it because it was his job as a warrior."

Jack smirked as the preacher read Sheamus his last rites, "You deserve this."

Mason sighed. "True..."

"I do not!" Sheamus hissed, trying to kick him.

"Please...I can't let them..."

Swagger sneered and grabbed Sheamus' leg. "You don't know do you? She's a princess, she was bethrothed at a very young age. Even if you loved her and wanted to wed her, her betrothed would have top priority."

"Alright, alright." Mason said, getting up.

"I know how royalty works." Sheamus growled.

Nolee curtsied, "Thank you m'king. I will make it up to you in some way."

Jack laughed, "I don't think you understand. I'm her betrothed."

Mason just shrugged his shoulders, not really caring.

"You?" Sheamus asked angrily, glaring at him. "You don't deserve her!"

"I deserve her more than you do," sneered Jack.

"You do not." Sheamus growled. "At least I have a nicer side."

"I have a nicer side but no Irish dog will ever get to see it," Jack smirked as the priest finished reading Sheamus' last rites. "String him up boys."