The next morning the wicked being awoke. They simply got dressed and headed out the door as if they weren't planning to get inside of Liam's head.
To rule. That was all they wanted. To bring the crown back to the rightful ruler.
But that was all to simple.
They wanted Prince Theo to suffer for being so ignorant and never realizing the pain that he caused on his people.
Liam hadn't seen that side of Theo yet, but they would make sure that he will.
They left their room and headed to the kitchen where they were greeted by another servant, Mason.
"Good morning."
"Good morning."
"How are you Mason?"
"I'm doing fine. Thank you for asking. Off to work already?"
"Yes. The Prince is expecting me to help him today and I need to be there bright and early. I assume you'll be in at about eight?"
"Yes like always."
"Alright see you in about an hour, Mason. Bye!" They turned on their heels and left even ignoring their name being called in the distance.
Once they arrived to their work place they began choosing the material that Prince Theo had asked for and than they began drawing, designing and they continued doing this until the door opened about an hour or so later. And it wasn't Mason.
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Prince of Wolves
FanfictionFor hundreds of years there has been a feud between the three species of earth each fighting for the absolute power of the crown. Each species believing they are more powerful than the other. At the end of the last war, 434 years ago, werewolves won...
