Song of the Chapter: Swingin Party - Lorde Oh Pandora, why did you open the box? Was it really out of curiosity, or did you grow so tired of the good in the world that you needed some chaos? Now look what you have done.
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"KING HARRY, WHAT AN HONOR." WAS THE FIRST Thing Harry heard once he entered a rather large discussion room. The same room that all gatherings of Ambassadors entering the highlands would be held.
Ambassadors are representatives from a certain realm in Stellarum. There are five sections that Harry has appointed these ambassadors in to look after:
The Lowlands (separated by the Enchanted Forest), The West Wing (near the Sea of Stars), and the East Wing (located right by the shores of Malia.) All of these realms had ambassadors, while Harry ruled by the Low and Highlands.
They were all alphas, of course. A dark-skinned female with kinky hair named Natsu looked over the West Wing, while a rugged olive-toned man (who was also an army general) named Akachi looked over the East Wing.
Needless to say, the two were experienced and wise.
But unfortunately for the two of them, that meeting didn't bring about any good news.
The amassed gathering started with a simple how to Harry in respect. The alpha king had his top advisors, Malik, Payne, and Kaplan by his side, ready to commission the meeting.
Yes, all was good.
Until the issues were beginning to unfold like origami pieces.
"Permission to confabulate on West Wing, my king." Natsu requests Harry, her wand in her hand and ready to be used once given the opportunity.
"Granted." Was all Harry said, his mind refusing to concentrate from the amount of frustration that was still locked up inside his internal wolf.
Frustration that was caused by that engrossing omega.
It was unexplainable, really.
For truly, Harry did not want to divert his mind to another subject like he would with his other distractions. No, he wanted to keep Louis in his mind. He needed the omega in his mind. For now.
Natsu nodded before standing and swiping her wand, and pointing it towards the front wall everyone faced at, before whispering the spell the projected a screen of the image of the West Wing.
