||*KEIZER*||
"When did you start growing, Henbane?" Keanu's father was out of his unconscious state, his wound healed and, according to him. He is well enough to leave their pack infirmary.
"A few years back, My Lord," he responded with a bow and I hummed.
"A few years back, so what have you been doing with the herbs? Do you just store it up for no reason?" I asked, although I had an inkling of what he was doing with the herb. Instead of answering, he sealed his mouth shut but pulled his lips together, casting his head down.
"He's been trading it in the local market, and sometimes in the human market." Keanu answered, after a minute of his father's silence.
"Oh I see.... So not only have you been growing a plant I forbade anyone from growing, you've also been trading in the human to
