She scrambled to the cell’s tiny window, her arms held protectively over her head as larger shards of rock rained down from the ceiling. She threw herself against the hard stone wall and strained to find the source of the explosions.
The tiny window didn’t afford a view of the sky, but it didn’t really matter. Allegra was instantly arrested by the sight of a large scaffold built in the center of the square. It was yet another example of her father’s intentional cruelty, and she could only imagine the anxiety it must have caused Everson, having to witness its construction and anticipate its use. Not that she needed convincing, but it also lent credence to Olaf’s claim that her father had planned to do her harm.
Movement near the base of the scaffold caught Allegra’s eye. Two Leftists wer
