"Colin, is it useful for you to send Kathy to the Eastern Camp?"
Within the palace, Queen Isa lifted her head from a pile of state affairs paperwork, stretched lazily, and displayed her enchanting curves in front of Colin without reservation.
"Why wouldn't it be useful?" Colin laughed, unapologetically appreciating the half-elf beauty before him.
Queen Isa poured a glass of Deer Blood Wine for Colin then another for herself, questioning doubtfully, "We just tricked them using Prince William, would they be fooled again?"
Colin downed the Deer Blood Wine in one gulp and responded, "Do you know how the hunters of the North Territory hunt Arctic Wolves?"
Queen Isa shook her head, although she didn't understand why Colin suddenly changed the subject, she continued to gaze at him intently with her charming eyes, signaling him to continue.
"The Arctic Wolf, especially the White Wolf, is a particularly challenging prey.