Rose was the epitome of a pretentious person. She spent the rest of her time, with the people, talked to them and gave them small gifts. Whether it was from her jewelry collection or simply a flower that she picked.
She would stay with children to tell them exciting story, where the children’s parents would come and sit around only to listen to her story.
What she did was good to distract them from the hunger, since the food supplies were running out so quickly and people from the other city still came to ask for their share.
However, story and kindness couldn’t be eaten and they needed something real to eat. Something that could stop the growling in their stomach.
The winter had come to end and at the very least, they needed to wait until a month, before ships from the other continent could dock in their port and their money could be useful to buy food.
Yet, today, they received a bitter news that the supplies from Khaos’s ship would only last for three days. After that, there was nothing else they could eat. They couldn’t hunt, since animal couldn’t live in this continent.
And as a shifter, they needed meat more than anything else.
People became restless. Rose’s story was no longer helpful. They wanted to be fed with food, not only story that couldn’t distract their aching stomach.
"Your majesty, have you found out where alpha Khaos and alpha Rhett are?" Rose asked Dacre. He had his back against her and his broad shoulders looked tensed. Rose had this urge to massage his shoulders, but she was afraid that he would reject her again.
The last rejection was a humiliation for her.
"No." The answer was curt. He crumpled the parchment in his hand. There was must be a bad news from the report he received, but Rose didn’t have any idea what was that about, which caused the king was very riled up like this.
"About the food supplies..." Rose started and Dacre turned around to face her.
"Have you found a way to solve the problem with the food?" Dacre asked through his gritted teeth. He seemed very angry, but trying to suppress it.
"Yes. I have written to my father and he is willing to help, a few carts of food are on the way here." Rose was curious about why Dacre looked very angry, but she didn’t dare to question him. "It’s not a lot, but it will be enough for a week. If we only feed the people in this pack." She then suggested hesitantly. "I think Your Majesty needs to do the same thing, it will give you another week and quench people’s anxiety, with this, you will win the people’s heart. They will appreciate it even more. This is a momentum."
The royal family had more than enough food supplies, sharing them wouldn’t be a big problem.
"You can write to royal beta Leonard and arrange the delivery with him." Dacre waved his hand, he dismissed Rose. He threw the crumpled parchment in his hand to the fire and glared at it.
"King Dacre, is something wrong?" Her curiosity finally won, but Dacre lifted his head and looked at her sharply. The fire that reflected in his eyes looked very scary, as if it resembled the fire within him.
"Leave."
Dacre just received a report from Leonard, explaining about what had transpired between Nycta and Killian.
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Zuri was in and out of consciousness. Sometime, when she woke up, she felt the pain, but some time later, she felt the cold, hot and then numbness, the cycle continued. She couldn’t keep her consciousness long enough to examine her surroundings.
Zuri might be dreaming, but she felt Khaos kissed her forehead. She could sense his scent with him being this close to her. He was real, because his hallucination was scentless. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
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