"...The curse won't be just for the culprit but also spread across all the kingdoms... The death of Oran would bring more calamities upon the originated Kingdom. Likewise..." He paused, prowling on her lips that were now vibrating so vehement as if pleading to him to stop talking.
Lord Edam shunned what he saw, swayed his gaze away, and simply mumbled, "All the kingdoms would suffer from the Goddess's wrath and I might fail to keep my Packs safe."
Naya stood up sickly and face him. No matter how she tried to understand, this man was such an obnoxious wolf. How would the death of two wolves bring such misfortunes? Was this man threatening her so she could spill the truth?
"Then, what has my testify have to do with that?!" She tiredly jabbed her bums on the throne. She did not want to hear that there would be a punishment for her if she tell him the truth... Those punishments she had pictured.