The crowds had turned silent at the king's announcement. Elysianne observed the vampires' reactions, and almost all of them had their mouths covered with shock.
Aleksander had stiffened beside his wife, and she stared at the expression painted all over his face. A face full of anger and undeniable resentment.
His reaction made the princess ponder on the king's announcement.
Whispers and murmurs started to rise as slowly the nobles began to discuss. The implications of sending envoys to the Western Kingdom was actually a big deal to everyone.
"Why did he choose those two of all people?" a haughty voice spoke in a low rush.
"Isn't the forest surrounding the Eastern Kingdom werewolf territory?" someone asked, voice shaky as if scared.
"That would be one bloody battle… werewolves are territorial as fuck," another said.
"They are not going to survive the trip," one remarked.
