Olvia, In The Land of Black Wolves
Olv is standing from the balcony of the palace. It was almost noon that time, and he right there, waiting for his son Adolfo. He has something to say about the betrothal and arranged marriage, long been arranged by the then princess of Oldravia.
“Princess Oldra, help me impart knowledge to my son, Adolfo. He has reached the right age to marry, and soon the two kingdom will roar and howl. Adolfo must lead the pack, but how can I persuade him to do that?”
Olv has been standing there for about an hour, thinking of ways how to honestly tell Adolfo to lead the pack on the incoming war of the wolves. And it's driving him crazy as the king of the black wolves.
“Hey, father,” Adolfo's voice echoed inside, telling his presence. And Olv remained standing at
