"Your Majesty, the trade routes in the northern pass require your immediate attention," Lord Draven droned on while he wiped sweat from his balding forehead.I took a slow sip of my wine and stared blankly at the gold embroidery on his coat."The winter snows are melting and the rogue packs are gathering near the borders," he continued to ramble.I tapped my fingers against my leg and waited for him to finish talking.The safety of the borders was important but this party was not the place to discuss war tactics."We will discuss the grain shipments tomorrow morning when I am not forced to listen to this awful music," I answered in a low voice.Lord Draven swallowed hard and took a nervous step back from me."Of course, Alpha, I meant no disrespect to the festivities," he stammered quickly."You are boring me, Draven," I told him straight to his face."I apologize for my intrusion on your evening," he mumbled before he bowed low.He scurried away and disappeared into the crowd of goss
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