Offered to the lycan Kings

Chapter 39

As the patrol guards escorted Elena into the kingdom of Erindor, she couldn't help but take in her surroundings. The town, although not as grand as the one ruled by Dreagan and Alaric, had a different atmosphere. There was a sense of order and, surprisingly, a more humane treatment of the omegas than what she had witnessed during her travels.
Elena noticed that the omegas here didn't appear as downtrodden or fearful as she had seen in some other places. The town seemed to be thriving, and there was a certain level of contentment among the residents. She wondered how different the dynamics were under King Akee's rule compared to the ruthless regime of her previous kings.
The patrol guards led her through the town's streets, drawing the attention of curious onlookers. Elena's senses remained sharp, and she kept her guard up despite the seemingly peaceful atmosphere. She knew that appearances could be deceiving, and she couldn't afford to let her guard down, especially in unfamiliar territory.
Finally, they arrived at the king's palace, an impressive structure that exuded an air of authority. Elena wondered what kind of ruler King Akee was and how he would react to her presence in his kingdom. She couldn't shake the feeling that her journey had taken an unexpected turn, and she was now faced with new challenges and uncertainties. King Akee, with his unique appearance and air of authority, fixed his gaze on Elena as she was brought into the throne room. His presence was different from the kings she had known before, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of intrigue mixed with caution.
Elena observed his distinctive features, from his youthful appearance to his unusual eye color and golden hair. He didn't fit the typical image of a king she had encountered in the past. His demeanor, however, indicated that he was no less powerful or commanding.
With a measured tone, King Akee addressed Elena, his voice carrying the weight of his position. "Who are you, and what brings you to the Kingdom of Erindor?" His eyes bore into hers, assessing her carefully as if trying to discern her true intentions. Elena knew that her response to his questions would play a crucial role in determining her fate Elena, standing before King Akee, recounted the same story she had told the patrol guard. She explained how she had become lost in the unfamiliar territory, claiming to have no recollection of her origins. Her words were delivered with a mixture of meekness and uncertainty, as she tried to present herself as harmless and in need of assistance.
King Akee listened attentively, his unique eyes never leaving her as he assessed her story. The air in the throne room grew heavy with tension as he considered her words. After a moment of contemplation, he leaned forward on his throne and spoke, his voice firm yet not unkind. "You seem lost and in need of shelter. We are a peaceful kingdom here in Erindor, and we can offer you refuge until you regain your bearings."
Elena felt a mixture of relief and trepidation at his words. She had managed to avoid capture by the ruthless kings she once served, but now she found herself in a new kingdom with a king who appeared to be both powerful and enigmatic. Alone in the guest chamber, Elena realized that she needed to formulate a new plan to navigate her current predicament. She knew that the door was likely guarded from the other side, making a direct escape impossible. She took a moment to gather her thoughts and considered her options.
Elena knew that King Akee seemed more reasonable than the ruthless kings she had escaped from, but she couldn't let her guard down entirely. She decided to play the role of the obedient guest for the time being, hoping to gain more information about the Kingdom of Erindor and its king.
As she glanced around the room, Elena noticed a window. It was a long shot, but she considered the possibility of using it as an escape route if the opportunity arose. She

approached the window, taking note of its size and the distance to the ground below. It was a risky plan, but she was accustomed to taking risks.
For now, Elena decided to wait and gather as much information as she could about this new kingdom and its ruler. She needed to learn about Erindor's customs, the treatment of omegas, and any potential allies within the kingdom. Only then could she plan her next move and potentially find a way back to the freedom she had fought so hard to attain. Elena's instincts proved to be sharp as she detected the faint scent of a sleeping medication laced with the food that was brought to her. She realized that her captors were attempting to subdue her, likely to keep her compliant or prevent her from attempting an escape.
She decided to play along for the moment, not wanting to raise any suspicions. Elena pretended to eat the drugged meal, taking small bites while keeping a close eye on her surroundings. It was essential for her to maintain the appearance of submission while secretly plotting her next steps.
As she ate, Elena considered her options. She knew she couldn't stay in this situation for long, especially with the drugged food being a potential threat. She needed to find a way to counteract the effects of the medication and remain vigilant.
Elena planned to conserve her strength, avoid eating any more drugged meals, and patiently wait for an opportunity to present itself. The door suddenly opened and the king graced her with her presence Elena decided to play drowsy pretending that the medication that they laced her food with was working he asked her a series of questions Elena, still pretending to be affected by the medication, blinked her eyes slowly as she looked at the king, trying to maintain the facade of drowsiness. His questions were probing, and she needed to be cautious with her responses.
With a soft and somewhat slurred voice, Elena replied, "I... I got lost in the forest, Your Majesty. I can't remember where I'm from; it's all so hazy." She tried to sound disoriented and helpless, playing the role of a lost and confused traveler.
The king scrutinized her responses, and Elena did her best to appear submissive and non-threatening. She was well aware that her survival depended on her ability to navigate this new and unknown territory, both literally and figuratively.
Elena hoped that her act would convince the king that she posed no immediate threat, buying her time to gather information and devise a plan for her escape.