Bab 119: The Clattered Morning

[UNAR]

"Good morning Joe, where's Ileus?" Unar asked the assistant librarian when he finally made it through the eyes and worries of the lycans not to mention his father, who he had noticed was watching him a while ago. The king's eyes had been transfixed on his son as he made his way around the palace, hoping he would be okay.

The young prince felt like a prisoner in his own home, but he would prove to all these people that the ruthless Gideon was just that. He wasn't a thief like they had been made to believe and that he would show them he was actually a nice person.

The prince was defending a murderer, but wasn't every one of them in here a murderer? Sure, the scales were different, but given the chance, they wouldn't sit by and watch. They would get in on the action because that was the thrill that all lycans loved.