Prelude
"Yes, my uncle is right" The Prince, seated beside him, interjected. "Keeping it a secret from us would be pointless, as we'll eventually find out anyway. Furthermore, it would be in your best interest for us to be able to plan a devastating strategy against the enemy together".
She thought. 'Should I tell them of the situation, right now?' She pondered if it would be wise of her to release a statement that the beast responsible for the dreaded Moonlight's ice was currently roaming and waiting for the right moment to attack her kingdom.
'No!' She inwardly shook her head. She can not --would not tell them now, not when she had barely just managed to put them in a room together. All of which would not have been a problem if she had just controlled and dictated them from the start.
Queen Mavena couldn't help but curse herself again.
What the hell was she even doing during that time?