*cheers to 400 chapters!! our 4th century woo!
[ALANOR]
"Alanor, let's run!" Ulrike said and that was all it took for the two idiots to run away from the feast, for fear of their memory being unlocked. The horrors of that day were too much and they had promised to never unlock them, funny how a drunk Ulrike was all that could undo it.
The disastrous duo ran a little too far to the western side of the kingdom, careful not to be at the range of the magic that their friends had. They didn't want to be forced to retell the horrors of that day because it would be more than embarrassing.
It was bad enough that they had let humans kick their asses while the werewolf king watched and listened to them. It was like they had been given a kind of punishment that would probably taunt them for life.
