Inside the banquet hall, Davion, accompanied by Alpha Lucious and Luna Hale, abruptly stopped speaking. He turned slowly toward the window, a faint frown forming on his face, making his already icy demeanor even more intense.
"Your Majesty… is something wrong?" Luna Hale asked nervously, clearly unsettled. She was sure they hadn't said or done anything to upset him.
"There is definitely something off," Alpha Lucious muttered. Luna Hale then noticed the shift in his expression as well.
"We won't stand in your way…" Lucious began, but Davion was already gone before he could finish the sentence. "...Of course he's already gone," he added with a shake of his head and a sigh.
"We should help if something's really wrong. We can't just sit here and do nothing," Luna Hale said, her face etched with concern.
