Evan remained silent as the grave. The captain growled and shoved Evan’s head forward, causing it to connect painfully with the wooden post to which he was tethered. The captain drew his arm back and snapped the whip. The crack of leather on flesh was deafening. Evan sucked in a sharp breath, wincing from the sheer pain but refusing to give in.
“Hang him,” the lord pronounced. “Hang him like the thief and murderer he is.”
The captain unhooked Evan and dragged him to the wall across from William. Evan looked up then and met William’s gaze. Tears created trails through the dirt on William’s cheeks, and Evan felt his twin’s sadness like it was his own.
“Don’t fear for me,” he whispered hoarsely. “I have had my fun in this world. My love is gone from me.”