As my speech concluded, the queen began to stir from her sleep. Her eyes slowly opened to see all her subjects staring at her, while she was in a compromising position wrapped around me. Her face turned into a bright blush. As if to retain whatever dignity she had left, she quickly separated herself from me while wiping my blood from her lips.
"My queen, is it true that you decided to hand over your rule?" A lamia asked as he lowered himself to his queen. His face was etched with worry.
The queen stared at me then back at her people in front of her.
"Yes, from now on this werewolf will be your alpha."
They had heard already from me, but hearing their queen's confirmation sunk their moods even more. Of course, most of them seemed opposed to her decision, but since she was their queen, they had no choice but to obey.
"By the way, a part of the reason we came here was to free the innkeeper," I said.
The queen looked at me and raised an eyebrow.
