25 – Breakfast

The horse carriage finally came to a stop at the Werewolf palace. The prince had been awed by the mass of land the werewolf kingdom owned. He had heard tales about how wide the kingdom was but he thought they were all myths. The palace was huge, it even looked bigger than theirs but he didn't want to agree with that. What he didn't understand was why the kingdom was the shambles. Flowers were dying, the place was desolate but it seemed they tried to put up some decorations. The king got out of the carriage first. He was tired and needed a cold shower. The drama with the bandits and the witch made his head ache. It looked cheap of them coming over and not bringing gifts but he knew King Francis was understanding. He just couldn't wait to tell King Francis of their horrible experience traveling down here. Nicholas got out and followed his father's steps walking briskly into the kingdom. . An old lady was standing before the gates waiting to receive them. "Good not, your majesties." She