“There will be justice tonight. You shall hang from this very tree!” Jake pointed at the barren oak tree near the city’s entrance. “But don’t worry your people will join you soon enough, after they’ve suffered their fate.”
Emily’s bruised face, covered in scars, flashed before Jake’s eyes. The night when he had first met her, he had sworn to make the warlocks pay for their crimes! Now that she was dead, nothing else mattered to him except revenge.
“Lucis, I don’t want her to see the morning sun. Make arrangements to have her hanged before dawn,” he ordered.
Cynthia wasn’t concerned about her own fate but she couldn’t bear the thought of thousands of innocent children dying for no fault of theirs. “Please, at least spare the children! They do not deserve this!” she pleaded.
“I will spa
