[THE MIDLANDS]
"You still haven't told me who my son is and where I can find him," Nymeriah said, and Edison just grumbled. This woman was taking her sweet time with her plans, and if she wasn't careful, Alanor would wake up and stop them. That was the one thing that Edison was sure of.
Alanor would ruin them all.
"Fine. Your son is Unar, alright," Edison said as he stared at Nymeriah like she needed to get on with it. But then Nymeriah looked at the lycan king, so many questions in her mind as she wondered why the hell Edison had to be that cruel and sane at the same time.
Seeing as the woman was stunned, Edison continued.
"Your son is in the palace, and he is safe from everything possible, even the young Wynter himself. As of now, you know the relationship between him and the young Wynter.
Well, the queue to kill Edison is getting longer. I think even my toes want a piece of the man right now, because what the fuck?