With Roxy currently, and quite enthusiastically, held hostage behind the doors of the western wing by a desperately clingy Snake King, the management of the Iron-Wood Manor's chaotic youth fell entirely onto the remaining Alpha Kings.
And by midday, the wolf twins were practically vibrating out of their skin, they wanted to go outside more and that made them extremely restless..
"Enough," Zarek boomed, his deep, gravelly voice echoing off the ceiling of the grand hall as Onyx attempted to vault over the feasting table.
The Dragon King pinched the bridge of his nose, his golden eyes completely exasperated as he looked at the two hyperactive wolves. "If you two tear down one more tapestry, I am going to hang you by your ankles from the rafters. You need to hit something that isn't my furniture. We are going to the Dragon Peaks."
The twins stopped dead in their tracks, their blue eyes lighting up with sheer excitement.
"Can we come?!"
