The house was small as expected from the outside. Princess Loaisa expected more from it and didn’t judge it from the outside, considering Rydan was the Alpha, a King, and he deserved all the best. But to her disappointment, the cabin was as it was. There was an open balcony in front and stepping inside the door; at the far end wall was the massive bed with wooden frame and all white sheets. Two lights on the corner, with what seemed like a torch, although it wasn’t moving. It wasn’t a fire. It wasn't moving. Princess Loaisa believed there was the magic behind it to keep the room lit, at the very least. There was an old vanity table at the right corner of the bed, where Rydan’s clothes were lying. Except for that, there was none. The room was empty, dull, and lifeless. Princess Loaisa felt
