Anna's POV
“So you spent a night in the palace of Ascencia?” I asked, a warm smile still spilling across my lips. Though I was seated there and my eyes were glued on my father opposite me, my imaginations traveled far, to the thought of how heaven on earth it must feel spending a night in a palace. I shut my eyes for two seconds and literally lived my imaginations.
I was carried away temporarily that I missed the point when my father nodded after my question.
“I was offered a room in the palace, I was there in the Royal sickbay with King Nixon and his wife, Queen Neticia when Prince Eric regained consciousness, but I tell you, he didn’t speak a word about my wolf. He acted as if he knew nothing!”
“He’s clever,” I said in admiration. “-if it were some people, they would expose you rega
