"My King..." Lucas began to say, breathing a sigh of relief as Askel stepped out of Zariah's quarters to find Lucas awaiting right outside.
Though Lucas's presence was not surprising since Askel had already heard his call, the sight of him was not at all welcome at this moment.
"One word Lucas... that is all you get, and it had better be worth it." Askel warned in a dark tone, still displeased by the interruption.
There Zariah was, warm and willing in his arms and Askel had been the one to leave her, called away by his duties which never arose at an opportune time.
"Rogues." Was the one word Lucas chose and that one word was good enough to get Askel's attention.
Askel frowned slightly at that, his gaze narrowed.
Rogues were not an unusual sighting, though it was rare that there would be a report of them close to the Royal Lycan border.
