King Malrik was seated on his throne as the elders gathered to hear him in the throne room. Malrik smiled, looking like an animal that had just found the key to the creamery.
"We will be visiting my dear brother's pack soon," he announced. An elder sat up straight and asked, "Why, Your Highness?" Malrik's smile was jagged, filled with secrets and dark intentions.
"We will see what terrors the shadows have caused. I sensed a strong power," he said, standing and walking slowly with his hands behind his back. He paused and continued, "That power must have been the shadows, meaning the human girl is certainly dead, and my brother's pack has been wiped out and destroyed."
He turned swiftly to the elders and smiled, "So ready yourselves, elders. We shall be paying him a visit while the damage is still fresh."
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