Chapitre 259: I Am No King

[UNAR]

"You're the king now, Unar," Fahima said to her best friend who just sighed as he turned to look at the trion in the room with him. He knew they were always going to stay by his side no matter what happened and he liked that, but he wasn't ready to be the king. 

Unar knew he was still young and he had a lot to learn. He had always been in the field training with the warriors he had lost and now, all he had left, was nothing but the pointless title of a failed prince 

A title that he had branded himself, despite his people thinking otherwise. Maybe it really would take time for Unar to heal, but until then, he wasn't sure he could ascend the damn throne just yet.

"No, Fahima. My father is alive out there. He is still breathing, and as long as king Edison still exists, he is always going to be the king. Besides, I don't know shit about ruling, and that too ruling the lycans.