< Three Days Later >
"Mother, please don't cry." Nicholas patted his mother's back while the old woman shook and trembled. A couple of days had passed by since the death of King William Hannenbergh and a grand funeral ceremony was being prepared.
"I… even if he is a fool," Queen Marianne wept and looked at her son. "he is still my husband. Nothing can change that, and now he is gone. Your father is gone, Nicholas."
"I know mother…" Nicholas sighed. "I should have come with him."
The crown prince's suspicion was right and evidence actually showed that it was a small unit of lycans that quickly disappeared during the course of the night. There had been barely any survivors except for a servant that ran away and lived to tell the story.
