Lady Jane Grey

(Lady Jane Grey stool tall as her fate was pronounced) I accept my death, I'll not have bloodshed on my behalf. (Murmurs rippled through the crowd, nobles exchanging glances, their face etched with disbelief at the injustice unfolding before them. Faces of commoners contorted with fury at the treatment of their beloved young queen. You're standing behind your queen as her bodyguard. Will you escort your queen to the execution block or will you save her)