A River/Doctor fic
Where is that man!? River Song fumes to herself as, with her hands shackled in front of her, she is led up the steps to the foreboding wooden platform.
“Watch the hair,” she warns the hooded man as he places a thick, rough rope round her neck, sliding the knot down to secure it. She looks down at the large crowd that has turned up to watch her hanging - she’d been informed it was the biggest turn out the town had seen and she supposes she should be flattered.
“The prisoner has been found guilty,” begins the skinny, grey-haired man standing at the front of the platform with a parchment in hand, “And the penalty is death.”
“Of all the times to be late!” River mutters to herself crossly.
“The sentence will be carried out and may the lord have mercy on your soul.”