SAVINA’S POV
"Your Majesty? I challenge you to a game of can knockdown at my stall. That is...if you dare."
I squared my shoulders and gazed toward where his stall was positioned. A much older wolf, his father, stood behind it, stacking up a pyramid of metal cans from bottom to the top.
Beside these were three white balls. Having played the very game on multiple occasions with Leon, I knew I had the mastery to pull it off.
One only had to have a good aim; knocking out one can at a strategic position should send the entire pyramid down. Three tries were enough to achieve that.
One last glance at Heath, I lifted my dress and walked forward. Hesitantly, he followed.
We were barely at the stand when the people fell into a round of cheering.
From around the market, the crowd here thi
