King Uriel was pacing back and forth in his chamber.
His mind was clouded with the thoughts of the where about of Malcolm and his first daughter.
He was worried, yes, and not being able to reach out to Malcolm through phone calls aggravated that fact.
Lady Felicia just sat on the sofa watching her husband drown in despair, with no ounce of pity in her gaze.
All that she desired was for those two to never make it to the pack. The hatred she held for the both of them was beyond redemption.
She got tired of watching her husband and sought to distracting him from his thoughts.
"My love, why don't you focus on the plans for war, so we can bring Clarissa back home. Malcolm and Gigi will find a way to come home" she said, with a tone of concern yet gloating.
King Uriel was
