[NOUR]
"The meeting is in the throne room. Come along, kid," Ferhat said to Nour an hour later, ignoring the gasps that were heard around them when he referred to Nour as kid. The councilmen here were sure that Nour would throw a punch at the king's chief of staff.
After all, that was what Lord Lucius was known for, wasn't it?
Then again, they didn't know Nour that well.
Besides, they had meetings to attend, so wordlessly, Nour and Zaire followed Ferhat to the throne room. There, they found a room that was almost filled. Not just with their councilmen who made up the king's inner circle, no.
This time, there was something else.
A group of regular werewolves had been allowed in. That kind of shit never happened in the wedding preparations, and it was then that Nour knew that this was not just another council meeting.
This one would determine the fate of Acrod.
