"Execution…?" King Jellal questioned, sweat running down the side of his face as he peered into the stern, redheaded knight kneeling before him. "Isn't that… a bit dramatic?"
"Not in the least, my king!" the woman declared, her eyes alit with the force of her resolve. "It's the only fitting punishment for the transgression I have committed against your person; so please allow me to face my punishment with dignity."
Somehow Jellal had never anticipated that when he took over Edolas's throne that he would have to deal with a copy of Erza begging him to execute her over a little spilled wine on his cloak, in front of hundreds of party guests, but then again it was another version of Erza, so maybe he should have (just a little bit).