Frans POV
“Your excellence, I bring news from the attack on the wolves.”
My lead henchmen blurt out to me as he walks into the throne room. He looks sullen and I can only imagine that there has been some loss.
“What happened?” I ask looking gloomy.
“There is a problem.”
“Go on, spit it out!” I shout when he stalls.
“The plants were actually vervain.” He says with a terrified look on his face.
“What!”
“I am sorry, your excellence.”
“Did they kill my entire army?” I ask feeling my anger rising.
“Yes, well they didn’t make it past the plantation of vervain.”
“Are you sure it is vervain?” I ask to make sure.
“Yes, your excellence, it surrounds the entire higher section leading to the caves.”
“Where is the informer?”
“We have no idea where he is.”
“Find him,” I say pausi
