Their Wolves
Mizvah hadn't returned to Pegasii and he had shifted in his wolf to cope up with his human emotions. Finally, when he couldn't stay without her, he shifted back in his human form. After coaxing the guards for a long time, he was allowed to meet Morava.
His fingers curled around that of Morava as his eyes became misty. She was in so much pain that he felt miserable. "It is impossible to get you out of the king's prison, Morava. I was reading the register of your crimes. You have been convicted of drugging him and then trying to kill Princess of Pegasii—"
"Shut up!" Morava screeched. "I am the princess of Pegasii!"
Mizvah became quiet as a tear rolled out of his eye. "You are…" he murmured.
"That cunt, Lusitania, took my place. She is an imposter princess. I am the real one." Morava left the bars and walked away from Mizvah. She stabbed her fingers in her hair and stomped her foot on the ground. "I am the real princess!"