Chapter 8. Queen Asalea's Fears

“Are you okay wife?” King Timodore asked while tightening his arm around Asalea’s shoulder.

“Yes, I’m fine. Let’s have breakfast? I am hungry now.” Asalea holds the King’s arm around her shoulders and smiles at him.

King Timodore nodded, kissed his wife’s forehead, and still holding her shoulders they walked going to the Palace’s dining place for the King and Queen.

While they were having their breakfast, a young handsome man came. Asalea remembered him. He was the one who fetched her into her room and brought her to the wedding ceremony.

“Toremo, any news?” King Timodore greeted the newcomer.

“Yes, my King. I heard that the Ecleteon werewolves are planning to attack our Kingdom most probably by tomorrow morning when the sunlight is up already.” Toremo stated and bowed his head to his King.

When Asalea heard about the word Ecleteon werewolves, her jaw tightened and anger runs through her veins.

“Let them come. I want us to kill them