Whispers moved around the forest as those that had went on the hunt kept coming back slowly. Guards, nobles, and Lucien could be seen in the center with the king watching them. Lucien seemed bothered, his brows raised a bit in concern as he worried about his mate.
'Whwre could he have gone to?' he pondered inwardly, his sword still marred with deer's blood by his side as he looked around with watchful eyes.
'I should've made sure he followed me instead of that sly. What could he have down to him?'
Just when his thongs were going wild, the whispera reached his side. His bodyguard, Rogers whispered into his ear.
"My Lord, someone seemed to have died on the hunt."
"What!" Lucien exclaimed, his emotions spilling out. His heart skipped a bit as the worry over Aries increase.
"Do you know who it is?" He asked.
And Roger shook his head. "For now, it appears to be a rumor and it is claimed that the person was mauled by a beawt."
