Chapter 198 Long live a fallen king

Doris swore William was going to make her wait outside while he went in and finally faced his father, but he didn’t. He pulled her in after him as if she had every right to be by his side during this.

king on his death bed. The king looked so much worse than he did when she saw him at the play. At least at the play he had a bit of color to him and could sit up. Now he looked as white as a ghost and sunk in deep to his bed. The door closed silently behind them with nothing more than a soft click. The guards outside the door didn’t follow William in. It was at least some form of trust from his father. Especially after all that had happened with the war and his family. The king’s room could have been mistaken for its own version of a grand ballroom with how big it was. Not one area of the room was untouched by elegance. It all screamed royalty with the golden vases and priceless sculptures. The king’s bed sat on a platform in the middle of the room that had beautifully engraved wooden steps just to reach it. Doris was certain it was the most gorgeous room in the entire palace—and she had only just seen it for the first time. “William.” His father said in a croak. Somehow, he still carried a presence even as sick as he was. Nothing dimmed the leader inside him. He would most likely take that honor to the grave. “Father.” William bowed his head. He released Doris’s hand for the

she the one I saw shift into the white wolf? I thought

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