Crowned Princess Avalyn. Smart, bored, a bit shy with plans that are most certainly better than anything the Court could entertain. Worried endlessly about her safety, her father refuses to let her outside the castle palace without his escort. After all the trouble she gets in with her new Royal Guard, Knight Commander Lord Mikhail she's not sure if all of their adventures were for better or worse.

The Wolf King

Avalyn having decided on her course of action set Jasper down and jumped to her feet. Tugging on the laces of her gown. It wasn’t long before she was out and scrounging for breeches. With luck, her clothes from riding had already been cleaned. She supposed she had her nanny to thank for that. She grabbed a plain white shirt, not bothering to look for a tunic or over-coat to make it truly modest. She’d wear her riding jacket to keep herself decent. 


Chapter 14