Bespoke chandeliers, royal beds and unending fragrance of royal jasmines _ most owners of such a palatial chamber will be happy but not Queen Elwisia of the Berglund Castle. The night breeze finds their way into her chambers and as soothing as it feels on her bare skin, it does nothing but remind her of the innate war she has been fighting for a long time now. A war against having to feel lonesome even when surrounded by people she called her family. It’s been four months without the conjugal touch of her husband who is away conquering more lands for the pack. The evening cold hits difference as she stands facing the long mirror in her closet. Her phone is held firmly on her ear as she gazes at her arousing nudity in the mirror. She can’t help but wonder how possible it is for the king to abandon such a prime garden her for so long.

“ Hello.. My lord.” She slurs slowly, her eyes widening in anticipation of his words.

“ Your Majesty. Good evening.” Replies a familiar voice. Very familiar but not the voice she is yearning to hear.

“ Elkonds? Where is Rues?” She inquires, subconsciously going sullen with a sigh of disappointment.

“ I’m afraid the king is not available for a talk. I will notify him of your calling as soon as he is available my lady.” Says Baron Elkonds in a hesitant tenor and hangs up the call before she says another word. Her eyes is quick to turn moist as she slowly drops the phone by the ceramic sink. With a wince of loneliness, she brings her idle palm to rest on one of her erect nipple and guiltily begins to fondle it, moaning reservedly as she did.

“ I shall sleep with no man and no wolf but you my Lord.”She mutters and sashays to the window of the closet, pulls the curtain to the side with her idle hand and set her gaze towards a strange cottage in the far distance. Something from the sight of the cottage causes her moans to louden till it fills the airwaves, then all of a sudden, nothing is heard but a silence that precipitates her footsteps as they tow her stimulated body out of her chambers towards the direction of the strange cottage in the far distance.