Giselle’s POV
“Have we got anyone else there?” King Fredrick of the Netherlands asks his diminutive advisor, Andre.
“Only Giselle,” Andre informs his king.
“That old crone is still alive?” Fredrick asks, amazed. “That creature must be well over 100 years now, surely. She was already ancient when I was just a lad.”
“She has remained in that werewolf pack in the city of Portland all these years, ever since your father sent her there to dispose of that threat the prophecy warned him of.”
“Well, apparently he must have gotten something wrong, because my brother is now dead!” The king says angrily. “My sister has been dead many years now. And my bastard son William is further from the throne of the Emerald kingdom than ever before. If only we could go back in time and have Giselle ki
