[NOUR]
The sound of the royal mourning bells rang through Acrod, which had been experiencing so many changes, forcing everyone to a sudden pause.
There was no reason for those bells to ring, and honestly, everyone was a tad horrified at the very idea of another mourning ceremony.
The only royal alive to this day was just the young prince.
The man who had been protected by the Afshin and one who no one would get to with ease. But then it also reminded them that the royal crown prince had taken an omega form, one that could easily be annihilated.
Because everyone knew that as an omega, Prince Nouran was open to so many vulnerabilities. Most of them would never have come to light if the prince had remained a warrior.
Instinctively, Acrod prepared itself while most of the wolves rushed to the space.
Everyone had the same fear.
The prince… was dead.
