Under the full moon's glow, Prince Olcan's lone howls echoed through the quiet night as he pondered his desire for a mate and a new start away from the kingdoms. Giles, seeking Olcan, approached cautiously, breaking the silence.
"Are you okay?" Giles inquired as he took a step closer.
Olcan, exhaling sharply, formed a misty cloud in front of him. "Why are you here?"
"I was looking for you."
"What for? Your friends are sleeping, and I think you should too."
"Can I sit?" Giles asked politely.
Prince Olcan, after a moment's hesitation, gestured for him to join. "You can if you wish."
"Thank you," Giles replied, settling down beside Olcan.
"How is she?" Olcan asked, turning to face Giles, who offered a subtle smile.
"As beautiful as her mother, as strong as her grandmother, as compassionate as her grandfather, and as mild as her father."
"Have you told her yet?" Olcan questioned.
