Seventeen
A King with No Crown
Solitaire’s fame came fast thanks to the internet and their millions of followers. The band sat in a cafeteria in a refurbished hotel that Petrel Entertainment bought. Solus stared at his omelet, the salsa sliding off the top. After breakfast, Solus went into a meeting room with his lawyer.
“To be honest, you’re lucky Petrel Entertainment is behind you.” His lawyer shook his head, impatiently. “Same question. You said you hardly knew her, but it seems like you had a relationship. Which is it, Solus?”
“I don’t feel like it was a relationship,” Solus answered, frustrated.
The lawyer sighed. “What was your relationship like with her prior to it becoming complicated?”
In his mind was a flicker of her: beautiful with her once dark hair. She was half-lit by b
