Bab 96: Unexpected News

LANA

I returned to the food, took a bite, and then put it down.

My spoof slave had fled to safety, having received her fair share of hurtful words. But those are the exact hurtful words her fellow werewolves use on me whenever they lay eyes on me.

But why do they call me a human thing when they haven't figured out what kind of creature I am?

That is absolutely hilarious.

I stood up and stretched my arms as if I had just awoken from a deep sleep.

The dining room was enormous, with a massive table and twelve seats, similar to King Author's table in old English myth and legend, where Author shares his table with his knights.