***Authors Note: Sorry about the inconsistency with the updates. The death in my family has been hard, but starting today I'll be back to your scheduled daily updates. Thanks for your patience and devotion***
AMBROSE'S POV:
When the reports came in, I was shaking. A burning, seething, boiling anger was thrashing inside me.
My wolf howled in my mind. I could feel the restlessness in him, the anger and confusion he was feeling over this.
The maiden did this? My sources all say she's the softest queen that's ever ruled.
"How sure are we it was Violet and not that dragon bitch?" I asked the man crippled and bloodied in front of me. A few people escaped the minute they smelled the vampires approaching, trying to take as many as they could, but only four made it to the palace.
"My King, because the dragon was spotted, this was most certainly the Queen." One survivor spoke with a shaky voice.
