Chapter Eight
Amalie would never forget the day her father and sister died. They deserved the traitor’s hanging they got, but they were still the only family she had. She was a coward then, refusing to watch them leave this world. She’d hidden in the palace tunnels with Tyson, letting him occupy her troubled mind.
But today was different. Today, she had to be there, to keep her mind on the happenings in front of her even if it tore her heart out to watch.
Officials in the villages hanged many Gaulean citizens across the kingdom over the last few seasons. The royal guard roamed the land, upholding laws and acting as sheriffs over the people.
Amalie stood near the back of the gathering crowd. Their whispers told her word had circulated that one of the Merry Men who followed the Hood was
