KING ANDREW
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KING ANDREW
I’m in my office burying myself in work, as I have done for the past 20 years, I have never stopped searching for my daughter even though we have no leads or no information about who might have taken her, where she may have went or if it was willingly that she left, just nothing. I have to admit that I have tried my best to remain the calm and fair king I always was but sometimes I can’t help but be a hard bastard. My mate and queen has never been the same after losing her daughter, days like today I think about how my beautiful daughter should be nearly ready to take over my throne and if the goddess was willing, I’d enjoy retirement with some grand pups. Lost in my thought I missed my Beta trying to mindlink me, he comes bursting through the door with a worried look on his face, I nearly s**t myself cause I wasn’t paying attention but instead of being angry, his expression cause my heart to drop. “One of the rogues picked up last night claims to know something about Tilly..I mean princess Matilda”. I shot up from my chair and ran as fast as I could towards the dungeon, I composed myself at the top of the stairs and put my game face on, I can’t afford to let on how invested I am in this information, I may be desperate but I’m not a fool. Walking down the stairs, mu wolf Odin stirs, not sure if he is just nervous because of out pup or what’s going on, then I smell something, a faint scent between the filth of this place, I recognise the scent but I don’t at the same time, Odin is getting agitated and wants me to move quicker, I get to the cell door and see a figure that looks just like my Tilly, but the scent is off, my guards have done a number on her and I can smell the wolfsbane, she looks up at me and its her its my daughter, the scent is off but it looks just like her, she manages a smile through her bruised face, “Hi grandpa”, I felt all the blood drain from my face and Odin was ready to kill the guards for laying a hand on my princesses princess.
IZZY
I could hear the King approaching and I was more nervous than I want to admit, I understand now how us wolves can recognise our family, I could sense him right away. He looked at me in wonder and I knew he thought I was my mum, so I thought I would subtlety explain as to not shock him, I said “Hi grandpa” and his eyes were like saucers, so much for not shocking the poor man. He ordered the guards to hurry up and let me go, the King himself and the Beta, whose name is John, helped me up and out of this shithole. I started talking to the king and he told me to wait until I had a shower, a meal and felt a bit better, he also told me my Nan was here but somewhat fragile so he wished to wait to speak to me before introducing us, which as much as I want to meet her, is fair enough.
I get settled into a room, I know this is a palace but good gravy, its elaborate, I was expecting the toilet to be made out of gold or something. I wash all the grime off and take a look at myself in the mirror, I have green eyes which stand out more because of the bruises, I have dyed my hair bright red, I have my nose and lip pierced as well as probably too many on my ears, my body is littered with scars but attempted to cover them with tattoos, my Goddess I don't belong here, lucky I have that scent thing going for me otherwise I'd have been killed or out on my arse. Not that I'm ashamed, don't get me wrong, I love my appearance but I can't help but wonder how Grandpa feels about it. I hate this self doubt, I will use some of my vampire healing powers to get this all over with, back on task with my mission, I can't let to many distractions in, I need to be 100% focused. I get dressed and have some sandwiches they brought here for me, I wonder who they think I am.
Ok, I psych myself up and go out to find one of the guards at the door to take me to my grandfathers office. We knock and I take a seat at his desk, I know this story is about to crush him but it must be told if I have any hope of getting the information I need.
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