Chapter Hundred-Ninety – Good Girls
It's been almost two hours since the Prince began writing a new notice. Dylan wondered what it said, but he knew he wouldn't dare read it.
Still, his heart warmed that it's probably a death sentence for Lady Cara, not that he wanted her dead exactly.
Dylan felt himself slowly drifting to sleep, but just then, Sorren tapped his leg gently. The warrior rose from the ground, rubbing his eyes.
Sorren studied him intently, before asking. "My brother hasn't gotten an alliance with Damancas yet, right?"
The sleep that'd been rearing its stubborn head in Dylan, vanished the moment his ears heard Damancas and his brain processed it.
Why should the Alpha try to get such a dangerous alliance? That would be harmful.
Yet the benefits remained greater. And Dylan knew the Prince was all about the greater good.
