97 The Deal

Emilia's POV

“What proof do you have that you’re Prince Caesar?” I asked, my voice trembling.

I couldn’t understand why a prince supposedly dead on the battlefield was here. If his identity were true, he would be the most esteemed werewolf in the kingdom.

He would be the true king.

But why was he in the Wolf’s Den? This place was closed off, only accessible to those on the brink of death or those abandoned. Besides, only royal blood could open the passage here.

If he truly were Prince Caesar, how did he end up here in such a state?

Unless... I lowered my gaze to the black stone floor of the castle, thoughts swirling in my mind.

When I first saw this old wolf, his attitude towards me was full of disdain, cold and arrogant, like a harsh ruler. But when I mentioned I was here to find blood mushrooms for the King, his expression turned instantly furious, as if he had met an enemy.

Could it be that the King imprisoned him here?