บท 137: Is The Prince Kind After All? pt. 1

The woman pointed at Philip. Octavius' eyes widened in shock, his feet rooted to the ground as his head turned towards the direction she was pointing. His gasp was short, a sign of his surprise as one of his most trustworthy men had been exposed to making such a disgraceful mistake.

The sky had turned dark by now, shadows entering the room, dancing around them as her announcement made Philip's heart stop. How did she know him? He had never seen that woman before, he had never spoken to her but she knew his name and his face. The werewolf looked at her, his eyes innocent and disappointed as he talked to her.

"Are you sure? Are you sure it was me?" he asked, placing his palm on his chest, pointing at himself.

The woman nodded, not uttering another word.