The dwarf let the cedar incense stream into a pot and boil in the fireplace, the pot that hovered on the air that fire was consuming, to help Wilmore get rid of the smoke's outgrowth.
Luna peered at the book that was covered by the blood. She knew that title better than anyone. Even the seal of the bookstore was yet on the first page.
There were six people inside the chamber. Luna kept brandishing Wilmore to stop the wolf within him to rise. She didn't dare to pull away after she saw him half changed. It was scary and if it was Elizabeth she would have shivered out of fear as wolves were her phobia.
"Lady Luna, do you want to explain to us what is going on?"
The King asked straight forward. She didn't know how to begin but soon or late Wilmore's family would find this out and she couldn't resist the truth. However, this issue wasn't a secret. The Queen dared to steal a werewolf healer cub, perhaps she thought he could heal Wilmore.
