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Breakfast was brief, but everyone remained seated at the table. The ambiance of the dining table at breakfast was a sight Eric could hold on to forever. Seated on the table was his father, King Nixon, his mother Queen Neticia, Anna’s father Mr Jones, Sir Wilcox and Mr Baldwin. Smiles radiated from everyone's face except for Mr Jones who at a time became moody and Eric deciphered at once it must have to do with Anna. Once in a while Eric stole glances at Mr Jones with eyes that couldn’t still believe the man seated with them right now was a werewolf! Eric swallowed, about to steal another glance at Mr Jones but he ended up locking gazes with the man. Mr Jones was quick to read the thoughts playing in Prince Eric’s head. Although it made him uncomfortable that Prince Eric may reveal his sha