[NOUR]
"Sire…" Ferhat trailed off when he made it to the royal chamber after leaving the unconscious prince in his royal chambers. He knew the werewolf king was not ready for this news, but he also knew that she had to come clean to the king.
This was not just about the welfare of the people of Acrod but the welfare of the werewolf prince himself. Ferhat was fighting every ounce of his sanity as he stared at the royal council that had come to meet with the king.
Among the people who were here was Grant Hindley, the man Ferhat wanted to strangle with his bare hands but couldn't because it would raise more questions.
"Oh, Ferhat, you're here. I thought you would come at a later time?" the king asked as he looked at his old friend who was shaking.
Ferhat was the most composed man he had ever met and not seeing the man shaking like this meant that something was wrong. And it wasn't just about the kingdom, but his son.
