The throne room emptied, leaving the Whitestone family, clinging to each other. Eliza unsure of what her future now held. Her parents had renounced their pack, and she was no longer a prisoner in the Ice Palace. She wondered where they might go. A part of her wished to return to Glacier, however, a bigger part of her wanted to remain as part of the Royal pack. If the king would accept her as one of his number. Her thoughts were disturbed as Elder Carson moved toward them.
“Warrior Eliza. The king would like to see you and your parents in his office,” he smiled warmly at her.
With a deep inhale of breath, Eliza bobbed her head, as Aiden and Meradith dried their eyes, and still holding their daughter by each of her hands, like when she was but a small pup, when she would swing between th
