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The young werewolf man that Ezekiel had walked to the throne room, sitting upon the sitting area that many kings before him had placed themselves upon many times ago. Just like Meyer had felt Ezekiel had also felt that he would rather be somewhere else than about to be wed to each other like two strangers who had barely knew of each other by name. He had sighed and had tapped his fingers on the armrest of the throne, his impatience trying it's very hardest not to show to the others who were also in waiting for the mystery human.

All the members of the kingdom had known was that the man would be handsome and be the oldest sibling in his family. He had had two guards wait outside and guard the gates just in case there would be any danger nearby. He had had long silky black hair that any woman would kill to play her fingers into. He had white and gold silks that he had previously helped into by the skilled maids of his kingdom.

"Bloody hell .. when is this human going to be here?!" Ezekiel had muttered below his breath in irritation which had seemed more like a growl, fidgeting in his clothes as if he were a caterpillar trying to escape it's cocoon. He had wanted the meeting between him and the mystery man to be over and done with.