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The silence that followed was deafening.
A kingdom that had been preparing for the most lavish wedding in what felt like years was instantly reduced to a grieving kingdom in an instant. It was almost as if the universe was against everything that had been happening.
But was it really the universe when the werewolf king was staring at everyone who had stayed back, like he knew a thing or two about what had happened?
The accusatory eyes scanned through the group of lords and council members, and it was unsettling to say the least. Perhaps he wanted them to figure out what the heck had just happened, no?
"Grant, take the junior warrior to the coroner. Ferhat, Zaire, and Lord Lucius, you're coming with me to the palace. The rest of you find me answers on what the fuck happened.
