Chapter 62
It was summer in Coleum. My first year there had gone by fast. I didn’t remember Christmas, and I didn’t remember Spring. Time had almost ceased to exist as I had spent my days with The Guillotine. After I spent the early morning making Apollo feel good, we got up and dressed together. I thought that maybe if Apollo was there the Queen would want to have breakfast with us. But she remained in her quarters, staying in her room.
The Lodge, even though it was closely watched, had large grounds. The better, Apollo explained, in case there was a need to retreat. Also, because it had originally been used for hunting. The forest was filled with deer, that roamed the grounds freely.
Being the Prince, Apollo could be reprieved from the fighting. His father, however, couldn’t. Even
