"Alright, we'll follow your suggestion. Thank you," Addison said.
"Princess, there's no need to thank me," Alpha Hue replied. "We're only doing what we must to ensure our hard work doesn't go to waste. These grains, the crops, the animals, they are the lifeblood of this territory. If we lose them, then all our sweat and toil will have been in vain."
As he spoke, his gaze swept over the granary before he gently guided Addison toward a more secluded corner. It was quieter there, away from the clamor of men hauling sacks and crates.
With their heightened hearing, even the muffled grunts and murmurs carried easily to their ears, and Alpha Hue knew they needed a space where they could focus solely on their conversation.
"Alpha Hue, your foresight in purchasing so many magic crates year after year has been an immense help, especially since most of the cost came from your pack's own funds. The Royal Family is truly grateful," Addison said, dipping into a graceful curtsey.
