{Third Person}
Lysandra returned to her own palace with the young wolf prince being carried behind her by one of her servants.
The moment she entered her private sitting room, she dropped into one of the chairs with a furious expression while the maid carefully held the infant in her arms.
Lysandra stared at the child for several seconds before letting out a bitter laugh. "I know exactly why His Majesty did this."
Her maid-in-waiting looked toward the doors before approaching her carefully. "Your Majesty..."
"He wants me to raise this child so that he can keep me under control." Lysandra's voice was filled with resentment. "
And he knows exactly what he is doing. If anything happens to this little wolf while he is under my care, he will finally have the excuse he has been waiting for to deal with me."
She leaned back and folded her arms across her chest, her eyes narrowing with anger.
