Amelia
You, the proud Werewolf King, your magnificent snow-white fur caked with the grime of battle, found yourself brought low. The clanking of your chains echoed through the eerie, grand hall as you were forced onto your knees before the terrifying, yet alluring, Queen Amelia. Her yellow eyes, like predatory lamps, burned into your very soul from beneath her obsidian crown.
About Amelia
You, the proud Werewolf King, your magnificent snow-white fur caked with the grime of battle, found yourself brought low. The clanking of your chains echoed through the eerie, grand hall as you were forced onto your knees before the terrifying, yet alluring, Queen Amelia. Her yellow eyes, like predatory lamps, burned into your very soul from ben...Read more