Warning the end of this chapter might prove triggering to some as it mentions s****l assault. Please do not read if this may trigger you.
Third Person POV
The crowd was nervous, all of the faes cloistered together out the front of the castle, the elders speaking in hushed voices, the council looking angry as well as resigned. They didn't know why they were being gathered up like this. The children were bored, not understanding the gravity or the seriousness of the situation. There was tension in the air. Nobody knew what was going on, and it made the crowd silent. Some fidgeted with their hands, others fluttered their wings, while the royal guards looked on, some keeping the crowd in check. They knew about Gerome's death, the news had spread like wildfire, and Thorn had claimed the title
