Walking through the dark woodlands besides Prince Lucas was no pleasure for the magister. But what choice did he have? He already pledged alliance to the new lion king, and had no choice but to assist Prince Lucas. Luckily he had gotten his fair share of luxury because of this, but in return he was now assisting Prince Lucas to find that dreaded last werewolf werelord. He followed behind Prince Lucas who was just constantly complaining about how it was wet and gross here and how that ‘stupid dog’ kept escaping. He could’ve sworn he felt a headache growing, but made no move to stop the Prince. The last thing he wanted was to get on the prince’s bad side.

so he followed the Prince, through what Lucas thought was the abandoned woodlands. Lord Vankaskan suppressed a sigh, trying almost desperately to keep his voice from sounding annoyed or exasperated. “You are completely right, but shall we try to remain focused on finding the werewolf, your majesty?”