A Cataclysmal Reunion
Adrian stood in the castle of the Lycan king's chamber, his palpitation beating out the same meter as the beautiful sounds of orchestral music drifted on the air. Amidst horselaugh and c******g spectacles, his eyes scrutinized the crowd of people, trying to detect one he honored. also, talk began among the crowd, and in a rumored hush, he was firmed in his movement.
" Is that.?" someone standing next to him inquired in a critical tale.
Adrian's aspect settled on a woman standing next to a pillar intricately sculpted, resplendent in the army's conventional livery. She stood in dominant disguise, face wild and unyielding. He held his breath as he absorbed her shape it was Flora — General Smith now, they would address her.
" Flora?" he stuttered, voice constricted wi
