#Chapter 63: Tentative Peace

THIRD PERSON POV “Thank you for gracing us with your presence, Your Highnesses.” A lowly alpha and his luna bowed before Prince Henry and his lovely wife Isabelle, who secretly simmered with a burning impatience to return to the scene of her plot. “It was our pleasure, Alpha Karl,” Isabelle murmured with a glowing smile, radiance befitting a Luna Princess of her station, and she made sure everyone knew it. “Please, feel free to come to us with anything else you might need.” They bowed reverently before her, and the sight warmed her soul tremendously. This was what she lived for. And she would be damned if she let Maeve take the spotlight away from her. Immediately afterwards, Henry was called aside to speak with one of the soldiers alone, which allowed Isabelle her much-desired reprieve. As calmly as she could, she ventured back to where Maeve had last been seen, brimming with joyous eagerness to see the aftermath. She could just see it now—Maeve, overwrought by her