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The Roman Governor General Seutonious Paulinas and his troops were stationed in Anglesey and North Wales. My troops and I burned their Roman municipalities to the ground while they were gone. We had defeated Paulinas. I know that we over stepped our bounds but I wasn't going to bow them to the Romans. I am a Celtic Queen. I rule. The Romans marched into London and a bloody battle was fought. I was helpless. I knew that the Romans would want revenge. I was publicly flogged and my daughters were repeatedly raped by the Romans. The flogging was painful but I could handle that. My daughters being raped was more then I could bare. If the Romans would have left us alone, I would never have went into battle against them. I am a defeated woman. I ended my own life drinking out of a poisoned chalice. I wasn't about to be a prisoner of the Romans. The proud warrior Queen is no more. Boudicca is believed to be buried under Platform 10 ao London King's Cross Station. No one knows for sure. I love reading and writing about the Celtic women. ** #1007296 Not An Image ** ![]() ** #1005947 Not An Image **
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