The noblewoman had finished the walk up the stairs and looked at the noose with a smile. She had been accused of witchcraft like her older sister but both were innocent. She did not care though as she had a morbid curiosity with the how the noose with killer. She had just witness her sister hang until death and to her, it seemed as if she danced so she was now excited to dance her sister. At least that’s how she saw it. The public saw this as further proof she was a witch, as she was looking forward to this. She was then walked over the trap door and the rope tied around her neck. She waited as the hangwoman prepared to pull the lever that would drop her to her death. The noblewoman began to grow excited as she awaited the moment she would drop and just as she getting excited. The floor gave away beneath her. As she fell the rope dug deep into her neck made her dance. She felt pain anguishing as she began to kick and swing from the rope. She put on such a show that much like her sister also seem to dance for the crowd that watched her death. She would outlast her sister by much longer and ultimately die like her. Kicking and swinging in such away she was like a dancer at a ball.