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CHAPTER TWENTY
CHAPTER TWENTY With a heavy heart, Oliver took a seat at Galileo’s kitchen table. The inventor lit a candle, which provided a soft glow of light. Then Hazel, Ralph, and Galileo all took seats opposite him. Oliver felt like he was in the headmaster’s office about to be told off. He knew he’d done a terrible, reckless thing in leaving the safety of Galileo’s house and sneaking back to the observatory. But his ordeal with the Elysian freezing him in time and Christopher almost burning him to death with the stolen Scepter of Fire was surely punishment enough. But when Oliver looked at their stern expressions, he could tell that they clearly did not agree. Hazel started the proceedings. She folded her arms, looking every inch like a disappointed schoolteacher. “What were you thinking, Oliv
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