Talia's POV
The night of celebration has barely ended when the morning brings a different kind of gathering. A gathering filled with bittersweet sorrow.
The palace hall is quiet, the usual clatter and laughter replaced by silence. The Misfits stand in clusters, their expressions ranging from confusion to sadness as they await Axton's arrival.
They don't fully know they have been called even though the rumors have lingered in the town for some time now. I hoped for weeks that he'd change his mind, and that's why I hold the truth back from even people close to me. But he didn't.
Today, we say goodbye to the man who built this town from nothing. The man who gave us all a home when no one else would. The man who saved us all. Everyone is present, thanks to the rumors. Not even a fly is lef
