As I got closer to the castle, I caught the faint smell of blood in the air. I took off running, panic pushing my limbs to the max.
Dead wolves littered the entrance of the square, when I saw my father, and his mean standing in shorts relief filled my lungs.
"Are you alright? We were headed to you when we were attacked. You was correct, that was a ploy."
I woman walks over and nods to a corner for me to shift. After shifting, I pull the dress over my head and rush back out.
I can tell my father is pissed, he is pacing back and forth barking orders, and demanding answers on how they broke through the borders without being noticed. No one has answers.
When he finally notices my return, he rushes over and hugs me to his chest. The reaction caught me off guard, yes we have developed a clo
