My Snowy Snowy Wolf

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My Snowy Snowy Wolf

Chapter 6

Sophia's POV.

"Come in''

I pushed open the door, to be overwhelmed by a heavy scent of roses. The room was decked with rose wallpaper, and pictures of roses, white roses to black roses neatly lined the wall. There were pretty expensive looking vases that each held a pretty delicate looking rose in it, and even the chairs were made up of a rosey colour with tiny roses stitched on it.

The Queen must have really liked roses or something.

"Take a seat, my dear." she said, smiling at me.

I picked the chair made up of a darker rose colour and looked at the Queen. She looked so much like Blake, and carried herself so an elegantly i felt really inferior to her.

" Child, tell me if you had ever heard of the White Heroine?" she inquired, looking at me straight in the eye.

The white heroine, that sounded vaguely familiar, like I had heard someone talking about it before. All I knew about the White Heroine was that she was honoured by our people when she had lived, although I never knew the reason why.

" I have heard of her, your majesty, although I don't know much about her. But what do I have to do with this White Heroine?" I asked curiously.

" Slow down child, I'll answer your latter question in a short while. But first, you have to know more about this White Heroine. This White Heroine was one of your kind, werewolves. She was the one who had brought peace and encouraged both the werewolf species and vampire species together to form an alliance many centuries ago. But before she had became the White Heroine, she was also my best friend and was like a sister to me." she paused, waiting for me to absorb everything she had said before continuing.

I swallowed. I never knew that the werewolves and vampires had formed an alliance centuries ago. We had always been taught by our respectable elders that the vampires had denied our requests to form an alliance and would always attack us. I was dying to know more about the story the Queen was to tell, so I nodded my head at her, urging her to carry on.

"Alright. So after the White Heroine managed to bring the werewolves and vampire together, she lived a healthy and peaceful life for many decades. But one day, she died an unexpected death. Everyone was saddened, and even the best doctors from both species could not find the specific cause of her death, but they were highly sure that it was an unnatural death." she continued, her eyes filled with emotion and sadness.

" I'm sorry." I whispered, and smiled slightly at her reassuringly, although I still did not understand at all how this concerns me.

"There's no need to feel sorry, it's been so long since it happened. A few weeks after the White Heroine's unexpected death, I was kidnapped by the late Werewolf King. When he had kidnapped me, I realised his eyes were no longer the friendly dark green shade, but it had turn a deep red, the sort of colour your eyes will turn when you had been possessed. He spoke in a weird way too, and so that had confirmed my suspicions of him being possessed.

I had been locked away for quite a while, and I had spent my time trying to figure out who was able to possess the powerful werewolf king. Then one night, when I was making my way through his well guarded castle to go to the washroom, I heard a familiar voice, the King of the werewolve's voice and another voice, the voice which had overtaken the king's body.

I hid behind a wall and listened to the conversation, the king's protest and demanding of answers. The other voice laughed evilly, and told him it was all the Vampire's fault.