Friendly Advice

One more minute and I think I am going to give up.

I have been knocking on that heavy wooden door of Lady Marian's room. I know she is aware of my presence because of the small peephole she requested for her door, so her little parrot could check if it is someone she would like to come in or just ignore.

And I think I am that someone she had been ignoring for several weeks already.

Winter is coming and there are parts of the palace that are too cold that I had to wear layers of coats to warm myself. Unlike other werewolves, my body just doesn’t regulate heat as a normal werewolf does. I easily get cold which makes the other people in the corridor stare at me at how ridiculous I look in my clothes.

Layers of clothes are not normal in this place and it makes me look funny in the eyes of others, especially when I was a kid and the other monarch children used to make fun of me. I could remember I was so upset and refused to wear my coats, making others think that I am as normal as them.