Strength of Two Alphas

The soldier waited for Brayden’s next instruction. He stood there with his hands hidden behind him, while the king took a lot of time staring down at the note. Something about it seemed to be too much to take.

The soldier was certain that the message there couldn’t be that long to stared at much longer. It may only contain three to five sentences, max.

“Alpha? Shall I let them in?”

Brayden straightened his back but no response came out of him yet. He closed his eyes and sighed, still stunned by the message. Could it be possible that Alpha Draco was still alive? Did he really write this message? Was he at a near distance from him right now as he doubted?

“Tell them they may come. Also tell the cook in the kitchen to ready a feast for later.”

The soldier gave a slight bow and walked his way to the waiting squire at the front door. After delivering the alpha’s message, the squire murmured his thanks and walked limply to the gate. Brayden, on the other hand, watched him from his window.