Ava lay lifeless on the bed, her face turning white with her body cold as winter snow. Her breathing could be barely heard as she continued to speak ancients words that no one could understand. The very vibrant Queen now lay lifeless in a coma for her family members to see.
Clara remained by her daughter’s side, holding her cold hands all through the night. It was a new day but she had still not stopped crying and praying that her daughter would wake up. Beta Samuel, Ava’s father, stood by the window, watching the birds fly freely while his thoughts remained on his daughter. Samuel was known through out the pack as a man of very few words but the sadness spoke volumes to anyone who passed by.
Ralph, King’s Sebastian trusted guard, continued to watch over the family from his post at the d
