Safia turned sideways and looked at hunter with wide eyes, they're so close that their noses are almost touching, and its sending butterflies to her stomach, but she's too excited to acknowledge that, she asked * really, the werewolves, the actual werewolves* hunter replied
* yes, the actual werewolves that you..we are fighting* safia turned to the lake and say * wow, that is amazing Information* safia's so happy that finally, she knows where to find the werewolves, and now her plan to make peace can actually come true, but...could she really trust this guy, after all this is their second meeting, and how'd he even know about this.
While all of this is going on in her head, hunter was having a discussion in his head too, more like a panic attack, he was thinking " seriously hunter, why'd you tell her that, what if she tells someone, and that someone tells someone, and then Kong(king Travis) would know were you and your people are hiding, what if he send the bloodsuckers, and the bloodshed you've been trying to avoid will happen, and you'll be responsible for the doom of your people, oh no no no,"
They both called each others name at the same time, * hunter!, safia!* and safia took note that this is the second time they talked at the same time, hunter spoke * ladies first* awwwwn, he's such a gentleman, so she goes * hunter this is good news, I'll make sure to tell the princess, but I must ask...how do you know about this, when not even the king seems to know about this*
safia is sure that if her father knows about this, he would've wiped them out a long time ago, and she felt a little bad that she can't share this information with him, if she tells him he'll be so proud of her, but he'll also rage war which will cause bloodshed.
Hunter's a little relief that her words didn't start with, I can't wait to tell someone, so here he goes, * its an old story that the king doesn't like to tell, and I'm only telling you this because I trust you, you must not tell anyone about this, especially the king,and only you can tell the princess, no messages, do you promise*
safia was flushed, he said he trust her, and they're sitting so close their shoulders are touching, and safia's stomach is already field with butterflies, and he also said especially the king, now what does that mean, anyways, she managed to say, * hunter mishra, I safia traamish promised you that I won't tell anyone but the princess* Hunter smiled and started.
* 5 years ago, black moon kingdom was call hunters moon, a mixed kingdom where humans and werewolves lived together in peace, ruled by their werewolf king, who married a human girl and made her he's queen, they had two sons, the first born was named after the kingdom, " Hunter" while the second son was named, " casteel" everyone was happy until the minister, Travis, betrayed them* safia wasn't sure if she heard him right, she gasped and looked at him with wide eyes, * yes, you heard me right, Travis, king Travis,* she couldn't believe her ears, hunter continued.
* the true king trusted him, and Travis betrayed him, he was slowly poisoning them without anyone's knowledge, werewolves were known to be immune to many things, poison included, so he used their only weakness, a flower known as Ivy, its black in color with dots of red, pretty but deadly, could leave rashes on a werewolf by a single touch, and when consumed can slowly kill, the only cure is the cherry tree, but the werewolves didn't know that back then, they weren't even aware that their king and queen were constantly being poisoned by their most trusted minister,
until they were no more, he even tried to kill the young princes, but they were saved by their parents personal guard, " Malik" Travis forced the werewolves out of their only home with an army of bloodsuckers, creatures that survive mainly on blood, any type of blood, be it an animal's or humans, their skin is tight and pale, their limbs longer and stronger than an average humans, with long claws, they have blank eyes, long sharp teeth and they have no hair, no feelings, they are wild savages ready to tear anyone into peacess, and always consumed with blood thirsty hunger,
3 years after the werewolves were forced out, their prince has come of age and he wants his kingdom back, he came with a small army to the gates of black moon kingdom, ready to talk peace with king Travis, but the king didn't listen to them, instead he attacked them, and since then, the war between werewolves and humans continued*
Safia's mind was very close to exploding, so much is going on in her mind at the same time, she knows her father is hiding something, but this is....big, could hunter be right,and her father lying, is this why he was so desperate to wipe the werewolves out, she remembered becoming a princess, she and her mother used to live in a small town called "Nill", and her father would visit them once in a while, and one day he just moved them to a kingdom and declared himself king, crowning her princess and her mother queen, she was so excited, but her mother didn't look very happy, could what hunter says be the truth, could. ..
All her thoughts disappear when she felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around her, his lips touching her ear, hunter mumbled, ' don't be hard on yourself, I know its a lot to process, but you just take it one step at a time, okay* safia barely breath, her face redder than a tomato, her whole body is electrically charge, he smelled like nature with a hint of sugar, and it's making her go crazy, when he pulled away, the hug taking longer than usual, he smiles at her, she managed to swallow and meekly says, * okay...* he softly said, * it's getting late safia, you should head back, I don't want you getting in trouble because of me* She managed a goodnight and literally ran home.
--Hunter
hunter though " Holy, that hug was electric, she smelled like roses with a hint of vanilla, how can anyone smelled so good, she left him intoxicated"
--Safia
As safia entered her room, still a little dizzy from her encounter with hunter, and all the questions about her father, she heard someone banging at her door, then she hears her father's voice,
quickly she throws her hood and boots under her bed, thankful she wore her nightwear before sneaking out, she jumped under her blanket just as her bedroom door swung open, and her father walked in.