midnight.

Spencer, you're done.
Damontry yelled to go to the kitchen, where Spencer was cooking some food, and he turned to her.
"God, Damontry, it fits you perfectly."
He smiled for her.
She smiled back before she replied.
"Yes, I know, but what's the use of it? And why white?"
"So that you are not in doubt, you will attend the masquerade party, and white is no reason, I just thought it suits you since you are a white wolf."
"Spencer persuaded me"
She giggled lightly at that.

Back with events.

After coming back from the woods it was ten in the evening and they went to town to buy dinner, Damontry was eating like animals really Spencer bought her pizza to order four more boxes after the first, all eyes in the restaurant were staring at her There is no human being devouring a pizza box in seven seconds, When the waitress asked, "She's growing up," Spencer replied with a silly laugh.

at home.
Spencer put a paper-covered robe in front of Damontry.
"It's almost time, are you ready?"
.
Damontry looked at him in confusion.
"I just feel nervous"
Spencer's eyebrows rose slightly, "Are you scared?"
"No no, not fear, just.. I mean I'll go to the palace alone, you won't come with me.. I spent a long time alone and at one point you came I know that I only spent two days with you but during those two days you were cooking for me and taking care of me.. just me -"
Spencer interrupted her by patting her on the head.
"Don't worry, little miss, when you need me, I'm always there for you."
He smiled at her warmly as he exchanged it for her and they sat on the sofa.
.
"Okay, now there's some information I want you to pay close attention to."
He said to Thomas Damontry in the affirmative
"First of all, you must be very careful, I mean completely, not to fall into your instincts, Miss Damontry."
"My instinct!"
"Your bloody instinct is Damontry, you are still a beginner and you will go to a place full of pure bloods so surely at the slightest wound you will lose control and this is what we don't want to happen because a mistake like this may expose you knowing that the presence of vampires in the kingdom of Guardion is forbidden what do you think if you appear to them they will rise dissecting you into small pieces, so I ask and even beg you to control your bloodlust, oh!"

"Okay, I'll pay attention.. what else?"
"Secondly and most importantly, do not trust any living or dead being."
He said with a serious expression and Damontry giggled
"Dead!"
Do you think the kingdom is for werewolves only?
Damontry nodded to reply.
"Well you are wrong, there are some humans and they rarely exist and some of them work as slaves and servants of the king and also guardian fairies and you have to be very careful of them, they are very dangerous. There are black magic practitioners and spirits of the world of death like me, they are dead so do not trust them and some strange creatures and animals and finally eaters The spirits or what they call vampires, and they are the most dangerous on the list, you must be very careful, Damontry."
"H-Okay."
We will go to the road between the city of men and our forest, the meat car will arrive less than an hour after midnight I have made an agreement with the driver to pick you up in the trunk of the cart he is a good man and he is a human who will take you to the gate of the celebration and there you will meet the grandson of my friend Daniel the butler whom I told you earlier he is a werewolf and a wizard who will help you Enter the party and stay with you and you will spend the night at his house to wake up in the morning to go to the palace as Damontry Raymond, a werewolf servant in the king's palace.
Damontry nodded, Spencer sighed.
"Finally, Damontry, the son of the king, you should never arouse suspicion near him, just act your nature, he can smell deception from a thousand kilometers away, so you must be very careful when dealing with him, he is hot-tempered. Don't lose your temper when talking to him. Talk to him, and good luck.
He finished his sentence with a smile and raised his thumb a good sign, as if what he had said was something very natural, for a vampire or even a hybrid wanted for extermination goes to a mansion full of werewolves ready to tear her to pieces before she blinks an eye, Spencer you're lucky to calm your nerves, Damontry is just so calm while Inside, she's sure she's terrified as hell.

"By the way, this is your costume."
He said, pointing at the robe that was already in front of her.
"You have to wear it now, you won't have time to wear it later."
She nodded to take the robe and go up to change her clothes and prepare for her trip to the royal palace.
The robe consisted of a long white cloak with a head covering of the same color as well to hide her hair and half of her face only, while the pants and shoes were the same color.

- Back to the present.

"So, you're ready."
Spencer said after he turned off the lights of the wooden house.
And Damontry looked inside him for the last time, and her visions of her parents' murder began, the talk of her parents, the laughter of the strange man, her screaming near her mother's corpse.

She closed her eyes in pain, to open them again, a terrifying black color flashed inside her.
"I was born that way."

And now they were standing in the open on the road between the city of men and the jungle, Damontry hiding her face with a blanket, only the ends of her black hair visible from the white blanket, and her eyes shining in the dark, while Spencer was wearing the same dress but in black, with only his short white beard visible from under the blanket, waiting for the meat cart. While the mist pervades the place and the coldness becomes intense with the delay of time, only the annoying sounds of crows are heard, and the moonlight is the only source of light in the area.

" Why is he late !".
Damontry spoke with a rigid and sharp features.
Spencer lifted the sleeve of his robe to look at his wristwatch
" just a little ".

It was only another few minutes until a light appeared several meters away, indicating the approach of a car.
"Here it is," Spencer pointed out.
Damontry Fragmentation
"what ! ".
To see a chariot which stood several meters away from them, Spencer went towards her and she followed him, and as they arrived, tension found its place in her heart.
The carriage had only one cabin, with one seat next to the driver, and a large wooden box that was worn out and almost smashed, inside which were many small and foul-smelling boxes. Brothers or something, he was short, fat, with shabby clothes, and the smell of smoke and filth reeked of him. She looked up at his face and wished she did not. He had many scars on his face while one of his eyes was completely white and his hair was so long that it almost reached his shoulders, now she did not want to vomit but wanted to go back to her cell.

Damontry looked on in disbelief at Spencer, who smiled at his friend who limped with one foot at them
"Spencer, who is this? Is he a murderer or something, with his appearance I can say that he was the murdered."
Spencer, while not moving his eyes from his friend, murmured, "You need this moving corpse in front of you, so be polite."
He finished his sentence to greet his friend.
"Hans, my friend, it's been a long time indeed, man, how are you?"
Spencer said gleefully, patting his friend on the shoulder, who smiled and again Damion wants to puke, he has no teeth.
"Alright, how about you!"
The man spoke with his bad breath
"I'm fine. Don't worry, well then.. That's Her Highness Princess Damontri Elgara I told you about."