Once Honour and everyone else had settled, the King began to speak, "Now that we are all here and well acquainted, I would ask that Madeline reveal her story. I don't want to make this sound too formal. Feel free when speaking," the king spoke, trying his best to get rid of the edginess in his voice.
"It's hard to be informal when the person you're speaking to dresses up in a flashy suit and is the literal King of Werewolves," the girl replied nervously.
"I'll take that as a compliment. I do look good, don't I?" the king replied with a smug smile.
The girl chuckled at his gloating. For someone who was meant to be feared, he didn't show it. However, her happiness was shortlived and her smile fell almost as soon as it had appeared.