Third Person
Guests moved into the grand reception hall. Alpha Kael and his luna, Liora, were seated at the head of the table, followed by the ministers of Darkmoon on their left and the envoys of Frostfang on their right. Yella sat after her father; well, that wasn’t without protesting to take the seat closest to the alpha, but that was for Varik and not her.
The outline for peace was brought out, and both parties read it diligently.
“While I think this is a good idea, it will be better for the alpha to decide,” Prime Minister Caswell murmured, flipping through the pages.
“I don’t agree,” Rowan Evercrest murmured.
“The terms are outrageous. Frostfang is the one extending a hand of peace, and they not only brought their alpha’s daughter to seal a marriage, which is good, but then why
