His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen

The Abandoned Lycan Queen Novel 91

Chapter 91

Elena's POV

"Liz? Why?" Deacon, hearing the servant, immediately asked.

Probably due to his shock, his voice sounded a little bit off which startled the servant. Fear glistening in her eyes, she took a step back and nervously replied to Deacon, "I don't know too, Prince Deacon."

Standing up, I let out a small laugh to brighten the atmosphere and looked at Deacon questionably, "Seriously?" Realizing his tone, he cleared his throat. "Just a question."

Tilting my head at him, I gave him a judgemental look. "How can she possibly know, Deacon? It's not like Queen Liz will discuss it first. If that's the case, there's no need for me to go there now, is it?"

"Very funny!" he sarcastically said, to which I simply replied with a laugh.

Looking at everyone at the table, I bowed my head and respectfully bid my goodbye before turning around and following the servant to the east wing of the castle where King Desmond's mother recided.

Taking small steps, I savour the serene ambience of the other wing of the palace that shouts nothing but peace and serendipity. The old buildings were surrounded by lush gardens and quiet halls.

Birds could be heard chirping from the giant trees on the outside lawns and butterflies could be seen landing freely on beautiful variant flowers.

still in my military uniform, I entered

in grace as she calmly took a sip of her coffee. As I walked in, she elegantly placed her cup on the saucer on the coffee table in front of her and a huge smile immediately formed on her lips

in a welcome gesture and happily uttered, "Elena, my

Liz," I greeted,

referred to as Queen Liz. She's one of those people who was known all over the kingdom

Queen Liz were childhood sweethearts and fell for each other dearly. Their love story was very popular in the kingdom as they went through a lot of hardships many opposed them being

King Frowell met his fated mate who was Deacon's mother, Dutches Diana. It was a bumpy road for them but

woman whom most women looked up

as she gestured

giving her a respectful bow, I sat down as gracefully as my stiff metal warrior

hair, she still radiated with elegance and

later, the same servant who guided me here came back and served me a

her for.

Chapter 91

help but feel the lamp forming on my throat

and looked back at her

heads higher because of you. Your mother would be so