"Grandpa, when are we going back?" A seven-year-old Kayleen nervously scanned the unfamiliar yet beautiful surroundings with her big blue eyes. The big iron door that they had just passed through was guarded by tall, dangerous-looking warriors that gave Kayleen the impression that she was going to be trapped forever.
"We have just arrived, Kayleen," King Basil sat on his haunches. "Grandfather has to have an important conversation with the Lycan King, after which we will return home," he smiled.
He had a feeling that bringing Kayleen to Lycan King Edmund's personal residence was not the best idea as she was not good at quickly accepting a change in environments, but assigning the responsibility for Kayleen to someone else did not sit well for him. "Grandpa will return soon, okay?"
