CASPIAN
Halting before the courtroom, I signaled one of the guards situated at the door, who stepped forward immediately.
“Find Astrid, tell her to bring her cousin to the courtroom, as soon as she gets her ready,” I ordered, and he scurried off.
The other pushed the door open and I was met with a riot of tension. I hadn’t been seen since my wound wouldn't heal, and the rumors had festered like an open wound.
The moment I stepped through the towering doors, the room fell silent. Councilors, nobles, pack betas, all turned toward me with wide eyes and barely disguised alertness.
Whispers erupted. “The king is here?”
“He doesn't look infected as they said.”
“He’s alive…”
“Thank the heavens…”
Ignoring their words, I walked up to my throne and slowly sat on it, whilst fixing my eyes on
