His voice echoed, each word carrying the weight of an age-old tale. The man paused again, allowing the implications of the narrative to linger in the air.
In the dim-lit dungeon, I could not help but shiver as the enigmatic figure's words reverberated in the cold air. When I laid eyes on his face, a gasp escaped me.
"The king was an alpha wolf, and she, a dirty and undignified witch. It could not work... could it?" he mused, his eyes glinting mischievously.
He continued, his voice weaving a tale of shadows and secrets, "But something unexpected happened in the spring of a hundred years ago. The forbidden love turned into... something more."
Encountering this ancient mage, with his eerie countenance and unnerving presence, sent a chill through my very being, heightening the sense of dr
