{Third Person}
At the head, King Sebastian's hand trembled as he pointed at Alexander. For a moment, no words came. His chest rose and fell heavily as he struggled to contain his rage.
Then, slowly, he sat back down. When he spoke again, his voice was controlled, but it carried a weight that silenced the entire hall.
"To our honoured guests from the Human Kingdom… I offer my apologies."
His gaze moved across them, steady, firm. "It is my failure that I did not raise my son properly." He released a breath. "I will provide a proper explanation tomorrow."
Then, with finality, he declared, "This banquet is concluded. Please, return to your residences."
No one hesitated. The Werewolf officials, though clearly dissatisfied, had no choice but to obey. One by one, they rose, bowed to the King and Queen, and began to leave.
