As the sound of the wagons' squeaking wheels echoed through the palace, Lidien's haughtiness reached its peak as he strode ahead of them.
Lidien stared at the female beastfolk sitting on the throne made of skulls and bones, smiling at him. He bowed slightly while placing his right hand on his chest in salutation.
"Congratulations... for ascending the Throne, Matriarch of the Dark Wolf Clan."
As the new Matriarch raised her hand, Lidien stood upright and smiled.
"I still remember your brother Kyer. Why was he not the one to come here... to celebrate my Ascension to the Throne?"
Lidien chuckled and gestured for the soldiers to open the wagons.
"He only sent his greetings and hoped we could find peace by offering a batch of slaves to help your Clan gather Verve Stones..."
Then he shook his head, as if regret had overcome him.
