[ZULA]
The news of what happened the previous night spread like wildfire.
For the first time, there was a hope that the mad king would slow down the murders. And perhaps he did because months after his mating ceremony, the mad king hadn't killed a single soul.
Many assumed he was tamed, others knew he was just staying good for his new Erasthai. People wondered who the woman was and how she had managed the most impossible task in all of history.
It was a timeline that no one could explain because, at the end of the day, the mad king was still the mad king. Despite the simple show of peace, the people of the era were still wary of the king.
None of them were certain of what this would mean for them. They knew a king would never stop the murders, but then the only people who had died at the hands of the king were those who had dared to openly defy him.
Those who had tried to go against his Erasthai.
