Åh, som jeg savner henne ... min kjære Cassia.

for as long as, her ancestor does not step foot in volterra or his lands ever. They will be fine.

she’s still allowed in his lands, but volterra … he’s not the one in charge so. that’s up in the air .

whoever told her that, was absolutely right.

he will, have the guards start getting the place ready at once … if she’s serious.

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“prince henrik… to you, ma’am. and you, requested an audience with him… so do be respectful.” One of the guards, pipes up as henrik stands there quietly. Waiting for her, to explain why he was summoned so suddenly .

“well yes, you did … we’re talking … are we not?” Henrik speaks up.

“Then, that’s called requesting an audience my dear. now, what is it you need to discuss?”

“I’ll make haste, to pass the message along little wolf.”

he was currently, on one of his walks in the palace’s garden. Which, was a miracle any life could grow there. since, it’s always frigid here.

𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍.

the crown prince, has finally returned.

“I just came to see you, check up on you… if that’s okay?”

he’s walking with the (reader), listening to what they have to say. and why, they even wanted to speak with him so urgently in the first place .