Gastone and Jorge remained silent for the past five minutes. They gazed at the moon shining above the sky and enjoyed the cool breeze while listening to the background noises of drunk wolves.
"What do you think I shall do?" Jorge asked nonchalantly. His brain stopped functioning with rational thoughts.
"I don't know," Gastone replied.
Both men sighed the frustration they felt.
"Can you use your Crown Prince skills on my situation? I kind of need a piece of advice before I can think straight," Jorge muttered flatly. He knew Gastone was trained to make decisions as part of his practicum to become the King.
"Haha! Perhaps you can try getting to know her first before judging her. Maybe she is a good she-wolf. That's why she's given to you," Gastone said, trying to lighten the situation.
Gastone was surprised that Jorge asked for his advice. He wasn't that great at decision-making, as he couldn't even decide what to do with Lucia.
