Chapter 35

• Whispers and gossips circulating thought the Werewolf empire sang the warrior song of the rogue princess, her valor, courage and extreme loyalty were praiseworthy just as much as is her radiance in all its glory.
• The mortal realm rejoiced when their dead banished prince returned and so did their hope of the most compassionate and honored ruler who would govern them with an iron fist.
• But when the kingdom is bustling, drowned in happiness and nothing but gratitude towards her, Medusa had been exceptionally silent, in farthest corner of the old werewolf castle.