The fathers, the kings, and the leaders.
{}{}{}
The morning began in such a dramatic, and thrilling way. Because of the appearance of the presence that soon gave birth to a mark that permanently stayed on the ceiling, they all spent their day with uncertainty and completely distraught. And now that they are in front of the lunch meals, all wearing expressions that neither expressed happiness nor gratefulness.
Taking a deep breath, Elliana took the initiative to ask the question that sparked their conversation. “Have you talked with your fathers?” she lowered her eyes down and stared at her empty, unused plate. “I am not familiar with your relationship with your father, but the books I’ve read told me you’re not on good terms with them.” She said in a hushed tone.
“Alpha is my old man.
