IRIS
All through the journey, Iris stole glances at the person seated next to her on the carriage. She noticed his forehead break into a slight frown as he stared at the scroll in his arms.
She wondered what he was looking at that had changed his mood so suddenly. Apart from the deep scrowl that was etched on his face, Iris found this man completely alluring.
His hair was ruffled around the edges of his face and his robes were slightly disorganized from what she had seen earlier when he came into her dungeon.
She badly wanted to ask if he had gotten into a fight but decided against it. She wasn't supposed to speak to an Alpha king without permission talk more of the powerful Lycan king.
It was considered a taboo for a woman of her status, a complete slave to speak formally to a king.
