"Father, what do you plan to do with Radulf and Zenna?" Leon asked, looking at the scroll that had just arrived from the Council of Werewolves.
"They will both be punished tomorrow," Phillipe said.
"Father, why don't you let it go this time?" Leon suggested.
"What do you mean?" Phillipe frowned at him.
"Zenna isn't strong enough to do something like that," Leon said firmly. "And Father, it's not right to force her to get pregnant when she doesn't want to."
"Stay quiet, Leon. I chose you as the Crown Prince, but that doesn't mean you're free to speak nonsense in front of me," Phillipe barked at him.
Leon lowered his gaze and apologized humbly. "I merely wanted Father's well-being," he said.
"You don't have to. I know how to keep myself safe. Zenna and Radulf will be punished tomorrow. I've shown enough mercy to those two!" Phillipe muttered in anger.
