Chapter 402: The Secrets of Garland City

**Thelma Zane’s Perspective:** Garland City lacked a formal werewolf embassy, unlike the elaborate accommodations in the Elf King’s domain. As a result, we were assigned guest rooms in the mayor’s palace. The rooms were nothing short of extravagant, clearly designed to showcase the city’s wealth and influence. Glittering crystals adorned the walls, and gold and silver threads were intricately woven into the furnishings. Even the smallest details bore the family emblem of the city’s ruling household, as if to emphasize their pride and lineage. The family crest was fascinating—a circular garland encircled by various flowers and plants. The design seemed to mirror the legendary garland of the Goddess of Nature, which Claire had described in her tale the previous evening. I studied the emblem on the plush carpet underfoot, captivated by its intricate detail. Daisies, marigolds, irises, lilies... Something about the arrangement tugged at my memory. The flowers felt oddly familia