Princess Ana's pov
No one needed to announce the presence of the dark evil. His wolf's presence was like an abomination within us. He was the legend that most parents warned their children about. His black cloak floated around him, aiding his dark walk as he entered alone, casting a shadow over everything it touched.
He entered the third throne, overtaken by the dark shadow pack, alone. The guts he has! I could feel the tension in the air thicken as Prince Rivers barged into the throne room, his presence looming and attentive. This was no cheerful prince. His features were not glowing like Amos’, they were depressing. How eyes were sunken in, dark circles around them… what, he didn't sleep for weeks?
For some reason, my gaze softened at his tired but no less beautiful face. The other ti
