Chapter 98

Still on his throne as the sun was setting, Zeidan in a fresh royal attire sat on the throne, face thoughtful. The arrival of his back chief of army was announced and he sat up wondering what news he brought. The four hundred and fifty-seven years old man with agile looks walked in with a smile on his face. Strange. "The Effinton I know does not know how to smile. What has happened, Eff?" Zeidan called out to the man who stopped some feet away from his throne and bowed waist level. "Your highness, the Werecats have retreated." He smiled inwardly but worried as they might attack again, this time with force. "How did you do that? I mean, they attacked through the front gate." Effinton straightened and his smile widened. "Her royal majesty held them off, my Lord." He tilted his head slightly in salutation. "She tricked the Werecat into thinking she had the Onyx..." "And made herself to be the bait?!" His heart skipped plenty of beats as he thought of the large number of vicious cat