Chapter Twenty-Five
The sickening sound of a switch hitting flesh rose above the din of the crowd who’d been coerced into watching the king’s demonstration.
This was how Cole wanted to solidify his power. Fear. Brutality.
The crowd had murmured in confusion when the royal family marched out side by side. Helena and Estevan were supposed to be dead.
That confusion had quickly turned to horror as their king’s plan became clear.
Cole wanted to bring Estevan to his knees.
Helena flinched but refused to look away as a new stripe of red marked Stev’s bare back. Two guards had torn his shirt from his body.
Helena glanced over her shoulder, watching for someone to bring Kassander forth. Reed said he’d bring him once the boy woke, but Helena was beginning to wonder if Cole knew of their youn
