Selma Payne's POV:
With the Elf King in a coma and the elven race without a leader, the Great Elder, the only person who could take the lead, suddenly resigned. This was bound to be another major upheaval for the elven race. Normally, I would have paid close attention to this and analyzed all the possible outcomes of this matter and the opportunities and hidden dangers it could bring to the werewolf pack.
But I was not in the mood for that right now. I couldn't even deal with myself. What did the matter of the foreign clans have to do with me?
So, I just watched everything happen in a daze, like a stone man in silence.
The only thing I was concerned about now was the palace that had been reduced to ruins. Was Leviathan still there?
