OFFERED TO THE LYCAN KING
“We understand your reluctance, but the people are scared. They need reassurance. If you don’t agree to the trials, there’s only one other option.”
I frowned. “What option?”
“The fairy godmother,” Elder Agnes said quietly, her eyes sorrowful. “If you refuse to conduct the trials, the council will call upon the fairy godmother to intervene. She’s the only one powerful enough to judge this matter fairly.”
The fairy godmother. My blood ran cold at the mention of her. She wasn’t the whimsical figure from children’s stories. She was a powerful, ancient being who dealt with harsh truths. If she came, her decision would be final, and there would be no room for mercy.
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