[THE MIDLANDS]
[Today]
"Aye aye, don't get emotional with me now, hmm?" Alanor said to the lycans who looked at him hopelessly.
The young Wynter had taken them back to a time they had dreaded, a time they lived in fear, so much fear, and the worst part of it was that they knew it was all true.
There was just nothing that they wouldn't give to see Edison dead, and maybe that was why instead of saying any going to the young Wynter, the lycan began chanting. Maybe it was time for payback, or maybe this was just them giving the king a taste of his own medicine.
"Death to the cruel king!!"
"Death to the traitor!"
"Death to the ruthless monster!"
"Make the tyrant king pay!"
"Ruin him! Make him pay! Ruin him!"
