Chapter 119

• As the king commanded, Lyra marched into his chamber with a lycan female who stood by her side. The lady was dressed in a long milky gown made of silk. Her dark blonde hair shimmered while her makeup reflected the sun that shone into the room.
• “Your Grace sent me over here! I am pleased to serve you from now henceforth.” the lady, by the name Silvia, uttered with her head lowered that she even stared at her chest.
• King Godric, whose eyes were fixated on the letter that Ronan had brought to him, only let out a grunt, nodding. He did not spare them a glance….not even at Lyra.