The Queen’s Throne
Lisa’s Stance
“Who are you?” I asked, feeling distracted by the unknown person before me. He looked at me with a snarl on his face. I wondered who he was and how I might have offended him.
“You’re asking me who I am?” he responded.
“Yes, who are you?” I inquired once more.
“Hehe he. The little wolf has a lot of guts,” he mocked. I trembled, sensing the intense aura of hostility emanating from him.
I had thought that everyone would accept me, but obviously, there were some who stood against me. Or perhaps he was merely testing me.
“After stealing my daughter’s husband,” he accused. I gasped and immediately turned to Finn, demanding an explanation from him.
“What the heck is going on, Finn?” I seethed.
“Whose daughter are you talking about?” Finn questioned the ol
