Aira.
It had been days since I was thrown out of the Lycan King's chambers, and since then, he had never summoned me again. Nor had I seen him, or anyone else in the castle, for that matter. Helen's words began to ring true - it was indeed hard to catch a glimpse of the Lycan King in the castle. It was even rarer to find anyone talking about the reasons behind his reclusive nature. Every time I raised questions about it, all I would get in return were resentful looks, Helen included.
As the Lycan King's slave, I had no real duty or purpose. It seemed like he had even forgotten he brought me here. Still, I followed Helen around whenever she was assigned to a duty and assisted her when she worked. She was still the only one who ever bothered to be nice to me, despite her stance against my
