Bab 52: Chapter 52: Execution Day

Seth and Gibraltr

The Palace

Gibraltr walked out into the open air of the arena with his head held high. He closed his eyes as he walked, letting sunlight warm his face.

Yanked forward by the chain attached to his manacled wrists, Gibraltr was forced to open his eyes to keep himself from stumbling to the pitch.

When he got his feet under him, he looked towards the crowd. The oddly quiet crowd.

The stands were full. But instead of the buzz of conversation that always accompanied arena events, a somberness had settled upon the wolves. While he did catch looks of concern for him, most heads were hung low.

There was something very wrong with all of them.

Gibraltr searched for either Sophie or Ilaria. He didn’t see her. He didn’t see Sindolin either. When he looked at the council, Gabriella was distinctly absent.

He didn’t know what their absence meant. Either something really crazy was about to happen, or the Sovereign’s words from the other night were true.