Rowan stood in front of the floor-length mirror in front of him as he looked at his appearance.
His forest green eyes took in the way he stood, dressed in a black suit which was more of a tunic which reached till his knees and had brass buckles running all the way down the front. Inside the tunic, he wore a simple linen shirt and on his fingers were the rings that his father had once adorned when he was an Alpha.
He ran his hand through his dark brown hair, taking in a deep breath as he turned around and walked out of the spacious closet.
Even though they were all staying in the royal guest house, the rooms were large and luxurious like his own room in Viribus.
The entire room was covered in bursts of white, royal blue, or gold. Like the rest of the city, the space looked regal and
