Evelyn~
Just as Theron had predicted, the elders began bombarding me with so many questions at once.
"Where did you live before?"
"Why are you alone? Where is your pack?"
"I heard from the soldiers that you ended up here because the ocean waves carried you. What happened to you?"
"What is wrong with you?"
How could I possibly know what was wrong with me? It just happened to be my unlucky day, and unfortunately—or maybe a little fortunately—I ended up here and awakened my Luna side.
"Why are you not answering our questions?" one of the elders, who seemed to be named Balthor, asked. And when I didn't say anything, he raised his voice slightly. "Are you ignoring me?"
Theron cleared his throat, pulling all their attention toward him. "Elders," he said firmly, "she is my Luna, the future Queen of Valedorn."
The room fell silent as Theron stared at them with his sharp gaze. "You will show her respect … or should I teach you how to respect your future queen?"
