Boom!
"Welcome His Lordship!!" A guard bellowed as the massive doors swung open. The officials seated behind him immediately rose to their feet.
They were gathered around a rectangular table inside the war council hall—the smallest hall in Nineveh's castle.
At the far end of the hall was a platform with a stone throne dominating its surface. All eyes turned away from the throne and toward the door.
Their eyes narrowed at the sight of the tall man clad in a fur-padded cloak. His snow-white hair threw them off for a split moment—it didn't match the portrait hanging above the throne.
But they still recognized him.
However, none of them expected to receive a wave of such oppressive aura flooding into the room.
"We hail the return of His Lordship!!!"
To Asher's right stood Katarina, a small smile playing on her lips. On his left was Adam, his face showing no obvious expression.
Behind Asher, however, the massive wolf made the officials raise their guard.
