Thalia
Arguing with my parents in the kitchen with my demon sister Demi listening isn’t how I wanted to spend my morning, but here we are.
“You can’t execute Nameless. He isn’t like his father at all! Nameless is a good person!”
Both of my parents are staring at me and exchanging looks, clearly not believing me but not daring to tell me otherwise. Yet I don’t move but cross my arms over my chest as I glare at them from the kitchen table.
My mom is the first one to speak. “Thalia, sweetheart, I know that you spent some time talking to the prisoner. But that’s not enough to assume he isn’t evil. He could have easily manipulated you.”
“I must agree with your mother,” my dad says, placing a hand on her shoulder. “The warlock is too dangerous to be left alive. He is very powerful and could
