My heart sank to my feet, and I struggled to swallow the oversized lump in my throat as my earlier fear was confirmed.
Evina stalked around Rohan at arm’s length like a wolf circling prey. “But do not fear,” she said with a cold laugh. “You will not die alone.”
I expected her manic gaze to fall upon me, but instead, she faced the pen again. One guard whistled, and two lines of people—men, women, and a few boys just barely of marrying age—stepped out, blinking at the torches like moles in the sunlight.
“These are your people, those who rose with you, are they not?” Evina asked the man and woman. Without waiting for an answer, she shoved them off the platform toward the lines of prisoners. “Let this be a lesson to all of you. Those who incite others against their rulers die alongside th
