The Wolf King and the Wilted Flower
They all looked so… hopeful of her.
She tucked the precious flowers into her dress pocket, vowing to keep them as treasure.
Somehow, it warmed her chest.
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Inside the castle gate, Maya’s eyes roamed to every corner possible. It was true that the Werewolf Kingdom was not as lavish as Aurellia. Instead of marbled floors and gold crystal chandeliers, there were obsidian walls, exotic wooden furniture, and … a huge fig tree at the center of the capital.