Thirty
We were led to the center of Coleum. The capitol of Coleum, where the main palace and the University was located. The Capitol was called Selene, after the moon goddess. In the center, the crowd had gathered. All eager to see the traitor hung. There were gallows, wooden, and creaking.
We drove there in the traditional, back, SUV. It might as well have been in a Hearse. The King and Queen road in their own, with Everly following behind. Two heirs were not allowed to ride together in order to keep them safe.
Apollo said nothing as we drove forward to put his brother to death. He kept his arm looped tightly through mine, as if he were afraid that I might slip through his fingers. Or jump from the car and try to escape.
I thought about it. But I knew he’d jump with me. Or send som
