Inside the main room , usually maids and butlers scoffered about, both trying to tidy the furniture that looked like the were made from pure gold.
Many people desired to work here just to be a part of the eloquence and beauty despite the fact that Chris's character was anything but kind.
The room gave off a golden hue which reflected on the chandeliers projecting from the ceiling. And the floor felt like it was made from glass.
The room was cleared out and only two voices could be heard inside or more correctly three but the last seemed disinterested in the whole thing.
"How are things going on in the castle, your highness", Chris spoke taking his sit on one of the chairs. His scruffy face taking a more serious look.
" As planned your majesty, Serina began.
Although Damion has gotten whiff of our plans, he still has no idea of how it's going to take place", she concluded sitting legs crossed on an adjacent chair, her blonde hair moving slightly with the wind.Her black lace gown contrasted her pale skin bringing in a sense of eloquence and royalty.
"Do you need help in your plans with Damion, you know we cannot afford to fail tomorrow" Chris said turning to the other person in the room.
Hazel eyes stared back at Chris and a slight smile soon crept on his face.
" If I thought we were going to fail, I wouldn't be here" , R replied instead.
Chris's gaze pierced on him for some seconds. Shaking his head, he turned towards Serina and continued
" It feels fate is smiling down on us , he started his lips actually curving into a smile
And we have a new and unlikely ally", he finished, gesturing his hand towards the door and soon a figure came walking through it.
His red hair was his most notable feature. But his was dark and slightly purplish. He had a well built upper body and his chisel face gave off a self serving look.
Roshans smile soon turned into a deep frown.
What is he doing here..., this is getting more complex than I thought..
"I believe he needs no further introductions, Chris continued.
Pierre would be joining R here on the quest to kill Damion but his primary action will be securing the king, he finished.
I don't need a baby sitter.., especially when the person is an actual baby, Roshan said clearly annoyed.
"A baby...?, Pierre said lifting his eye brows. You humans never learn, or maybe your just scared ",he said grinding his teeth trying to keep in his agitated fangs.
"Human...scared..?", Roshan said and scoffed. His smile returning to his face.
" Maybe I would be slightly bothered by you, if you were half as good as the crimson wolf".
Pierres gaze deepened and his eyes blazed with anger. He looked at Roshan with killer intent ready to pounce any time but soon stopped himself, his demeanour becoming calm once again.
He looked back at Chris and then Serina, his eyes giving a serious look
" I'll handle the King, you guys better not fail yours.
Turning back to look at Roshan for a split second, his lips crept into a mock smile.
" We'll see about that, he said reaching towards the door.
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Pierre stood on the podium in his position after the meeting with the Hales had ended. His eyes followed Damion leaving the hall with Ian following shortly behind him.
Oliver..!, he called over. Soon a tall young man with brown hair came walking over.
You called, he said bowing down.
Yes.., Pierre answered turning his head to look at Clove. Who in turn dangled a bunch of keys and handed it over to Oliver.
"These here are the keys to the main hall and the south gate. Your job is to let the men in from the gate and regroup in the main hall with your finest wolves where you will face Damion and kill him, slowly....", he added in his head.
" He may be strong but he is just one wolf, he added. Taking the keys, Oliver took his leave leaving just Clove standing poised beside him on the podium.
" As for the two of us, Pierre said turning his attention to Clove, an evil glint flashed in his eyes.
We have a King to dethrone..", he said his lips curving into a wry smile.