It's a time for utmost celebration. Every wolf in the province of Iksan had put on their finest gowns, discarded the scent-blockers, and held a straight posture as they made way towards the Palace to celebrate Prince Jimin's twenty-third birthday. It was an evening most awaited. The prince shall be announcing his new title as King, as well as whom he would be choosing to accompany him on the throne. A mate. Would it be Queen Yang from Tanhea? Or King Kim from all the way from the East? The rumours were abundant, and the answers sparse. Yet, what the people joining the night's celebration in the hopes of catching Prince Jimin's eye a final time didn't know, was that the greatest mystery was right under their nose, within the palace walls. ⛔️<b>I stopped allowing translations. Do not repost/translate or plagiarize<b/>⛔️