~VANNIE~
"The King has suffered a lot, you know? Maybe even more than the rest of us combined. It's a different kind of torment to have your life pre-ordained for you. To have every footstep you take be because of an ancient prophecy. To be at war with your wolf, who is supposed to be half of yourself."
Vannie groaned at Zara, who was now sprawled across from her on the large bed. Sometime in the past hour, an Omega server brought in a tray of fruits, and Zara was helping herself to them eagerly.
"I didn't ask you here so you could wax poetic about the King," Vannie said. She didn't want to admit it, but the Seer's companionship was nice. Talking about Alpha Sin would just ruin the atmosphere.
Zara giggled, reaching for one of the grapes on the table. She may be blind, but apparently,
