Vyrelen’s Good Side

❤️ Vyrelen’s Good Side ❤️

Tharros Chamber:

Tharros hadn’t slept at all. Not even a little. His eyes had stayed on Nyxoria the whole night, watching her face like it was the only thing in the world that mattered. He didn’t blink much, didn’t move either. He just sat close to her, staring and thinking, his mind racing even though the room was quiet.

A soft knock came at the door.

He didn’t turn his head. “Come in,” he said, already knowing who it was. He could tell by the way the knock sounded that it was one of the werewolf guards outside and of course by the scent.

The door opened and an older guard walked in, a man with short black hair that had patches of grey at the side, and a neat beard that gave him a serious look. He bowed deeply before straightening up again. Tharros didn’t say much.

“What is it?” he asked, sounding calm but distant, like he already had a good idea.

“My Emperor,” the guard began, “High King Vyr is here. He said he wants to see you and our Empress.”

Tharros nod