King Edgar walked down the hallway in the dimly lit hideout, as his boots echoed around with every step he took. The torches on the track wall were lit, flickering as he passed by, casting shadows of doom that only added to the atmosphere of evil around that no one saw. Throughout his life, he had been a man of purpose and no one, not even family would stand in his way.
At the far right corner at the end of the hallway, stood a wooden door. Two fairly muscular guards stood at attention in front of them when King Edgar arrived, smiles on their faces as he greeted them. Many had only seen and known King Edgar to be a loving and caring leader. Always kind and gentle in everything he did especially for the kingdom and the Lycans in it.
"Open it, I'd like to have a word with the prisoner." Ki
