As I finished packing my bag, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. Today was the day I would be visiting Ella in the Guide pack, and the thought of seeing my dear friend again filled me with warmth. The bag itself was a testament to my creativity – a product of my knitting during moments of boredom. The colorful yarn formed intricate patterns, and I marveled at how a simple activity could turn into a work of art.I called upon one of the palace maids to summon the guard from the Guide pack. The anticipation of the journey ahead made it difficult for me to stand still. When the guard arrived, a friendly smile on his face, I greeted him warmly and shouldered my bag, ready to embark on this adventure.As we left the Moonlight pack and set out on our journey, I couldn't help but admire the world around me. The morning air was crisp, and the sun cast a warm golden glow over everything. It was as if nature itself was welcoming me on this trip, and I felt a sense of exhilaration w

The gentle breeze rustled through the leaves of the palace garden, carrying with it a sense of calm and renewal. Adolph stood amidst the lush greenery, his eyes closed as he inhaled deeply, savoring the clean, crisp air that surrounded him. The past three days had been a test of endurance, a battle against the darkness that resided within him. Now, as he felt the weight of that burden lifting, he couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.With a quiet sigh, Adolph began to make his way back to his room, his steps steady and purposeful. The garden had offered him a brief respite from his thoughts, but now it was time to face the reality of his situation. As he walked, his mind drifted back to the support he had received from those around him, particularly Louis. His loyal friend had been a pillar of strength, always there to offer guidance and reassurance.Just as he was lost in thought, a familiar figure appeared on the path ahead. It was Louis, a warm smile playing on his lips. Adolph

I woke up the next morning feeling a mixture of emotions—happiness, shyness, and a sense of closeness that had deepened between Adolph and me. As he smiled at me and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead, my cheeks flushed with a warm blush. His touch was both comforting and electrifying, sending a shiver down my spine.Adolph suggested that I take the day to relax and not head to the pack's clinic. I nodded in agreement, grateful for his consideration. I watched as he got up from the bed and made his way to the bathroom. My heart skipped a beat as I admired his strength and presence, feeling truly lucky to have him by my side.While he dressed up, I couldn't help but recall the previous day's events—the tender moments we shared, the connection that seemed to grow stronger between us. It was a memory I would cherish forever.As Adolph left the room to attend a meeting with the elders, I found myself alone in his room. The sunlight filtered in through the window, casting a warm glow acro

I sat in my room, engrossed in my knitting. The soft, rhythmic click of the needles was oddly soothing, and it gave me a sense of accomplishment as each apron took shape in my hands. It was a small gesture, but I wanted to show my appreciation to the hardworking maids and chefs who helped keep our palace running smoothly. With a total of sixty to make, I had committed myself to knitting three aprons each day. Today marked the third day, and as I continued working on the third apron, I could already feel the satisfying weight of sleep tugging at my eyelids.But then, a knock on my door interrupted my knitting. I set the needles down on my lap and glanced towards the door, wondering who it could be. I hadn't been expecting any visitors, and my heart raced slightly at the thought of someone seeking my attention.I stood up, gently placing the half-finished apron on the bed, and approached the door. As I opened it, I was greeted by the sight of Adolph standing there. My eyes widened in su

I woke up with a start, my heart racing as if I had just run a marathon. Beads of sweat dotted my forehead and my chest heaved with each breath. The remnants of the nightmare clung to my mind, haunting me like a lingering ghost. It had felt so real, so vivid that I struggled to shake off the feeling of dread that had settled over me.In the dream, I had ventured into Adolph's room, the morning light filtering through the windows. He sat at the table, eating his breakfast as usual. But then, in an instant, the scene had turned into a nightmare. Adolph had begun to choke, his face contorting in pain as he struggled for breath. Panic had gripped me, and I rushed to his side, my hands shaking as I tried to help him.I vividly remembered trying to get him to sit down, frantically pouring water into a glass to ease his distress. But then, the unthinkable happened. In my dream, he had slipped away from me, his body growing still and lifeless. The sight had been too much to bear, and I had sc