THE ROYALTY OF WOLFES
One of them opens it and takes out a type of crown.
She's made of teeth, actually fangs. It's made of wolf fangs, or some kind of direwolf from what I think, adorning a stone ring.
It's clear that the old man holding her finds some difficulty in the task, but no one offers him help as he turns to Mig.
The wolf gives me a brief look before starting to kneel.
Only in this position could one of these elderly people place this crown on your head, and that is what happens.
I see all the wolves holding their breath during this gesture that seems immensely important, and finally when Miguel stands up, as big as a giant, everyone in the room kneels, placing their foreheads on the floor in a sign of
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