The Exiled Prince

Sitri raised an eyebrow, not used to being bowed too himself it was a strange occurrence for him. This was the place for fresh starts Sitri was testament to that. He himself had come here, looking for a queen to follow and instead was slowly reinventing himself as time passed. Of that he was unsure if it was a good thing or a bad thing as of yet.

He stared at the youth we are strong, that is all you need to know right now. If the queen wishes to give you more of an answer I will gladly tell you. Sitri wasn’t about to give out how many there were in their pack. The youth could be someone who was here spying and trying to get on the good side of one of the members to find out information, how was he too know really.

Sitri was taken back at the venom that spewed from the youth’s smile. But he then sat down to wait on what queen Jinx had to say, but he would stay as an enforcer even though she was strong in her own right. He felt better by staying he didn’t know who the youth was, so caution was a must.