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"Your Highness," Cassandra called out from outside his door. Zenith lifted his gaze as he paused from buckling his belt. The shadows of the maids standing outside his room reflected on his door.

He finished it up and stood beside his bed. "Come in." He ordered them.

The maids walked in, each carrying her tray of meals. Nyx bowed as she entered, the scent of his chambers made her take a deep breath. As she stylishly looked around his room, the way there was hardly anything that made life there made her think that Zenith was filled with even more darkness than his eyes held.

His acknowledgment of her was the least of her worries. She never expected a mate but then she was given one and that one turned out to be a lycan King. She knew there was no way he would accept, even if he does, the Lycans won't.

One by one, they dropped the trays in their hands and Zenith took a seat on the chair that was already set up in the corner of his room. He did this if he wanted to have a silent and perso