Chapter 150 – Meeting The King

• Jane
• I’ve never met a King before.
• I’m not sure what I expected – a fancy throne? An old man in a crown and fur lined cape? A golden scepter? King Aimon doesn’t fulfill any of these expectations. Instead I find a middle aged man in simple clothing, seated in a private parlor in the Palace’s East Wing. The pups and I are herded inside by his guards, but I stop in the doorway, not wanting to move any closer to our captor.