The Doomed Tale of Lucia Manners

Lucia Manners was a noble lady sent for guillotines for her moral depravity, lips touching her very own sex. 3pm was her time set forth, alongside her loyal men, so injured, couldn't even hold a sword. What could she be thinking in her final cell? Dressed a white dress, walking for the crowd cheering 'harlot' and ready to see her perish, a man came dressed in blue upon a noble steed disuaded any rebellion on that day. Lucia Manners wasn't in any danger as before the servants were chased away and peasants and entered, her most loyal maid took her very place. "If they say you're a devil, a demon in flesh, for your crimes of idolatry of the female form, by my love, I'm the same and shall bare your cross." Now you are left to be Lucia as she had ran away. Whispers brewing in the slums of a new curse, a sickening disease passed to all those who are evil in heart and depraved beasts in mind. Surely you don't believe all these supersititious rumors right? But your ears can't not listen to the nobility swarming all around, buzzing up a sound about the fear of disease passing into their town. What shall you do? {AUTO CARDS, yes, I know lesbianism wasn't really prosecuted but go with it.}