95. The Ice Castle

Monique had fallen in love with the cold temperature of the location of Ciel’s castle. The South Greenfield. It was a gloomy day and there was nothing like it. As soon as they hopped out of Ciel’s Hummer Sedan.

Knights. There were knights lined up in their armor and werewolves and lycans in their form and armor. They bowed at them as Monique noticed the General who came from their family.

A scar on his face and head. He bowed down at her.

“Duchess Monique.”

Somehow, he thought of him as a traitor. But most of Daniel’s men are here. She felt a little odd. But as soon as they entered Ciel’s castle, she dragged him out, skipping the introductions to the staff.

She looked around entered a room and pushed him in.

“Ohh, are we too early for lovemaking?”

“No.” She hissed. “That won’t fucking happen. I want to know if those people can lead the war and protect the Empire. Those men were ours… why are they here?”

Ciel sighed and reached her arms.

“Love, Athena, brought them to u