The Wendigo Prince

Last Test

Greraver looked annoyed at Dielh was sitting under a shady tree. His friend was enjoying a delicious meal. Since morning, Teraus had not allowed him to touch any food. His stomach was getting hungry.

Silvia and Dielh seemed to be mocking Greraver. Princess Teraus served Dielh a delicious meal in front of Greraver. It was the third time he had seen Dielh eat this morning. Just as Greraver was feeling his stomach growl from hunger, Teraus came.

The man brought a moose. He threw the moose onto a large stone in the backyard. The deer just died. Blood was pouring from its neck, and wounds were on its stomach. The deer’s eyes widened. Maybe the moose was shocked before dying in a spear.

Seeing the view in front of him, the smell of blood and venison made Greraver’s hunger grow. His hands clenched, and his face hardened. He tried to restrain himself and keep the wendigo inside him from appearing.

“This is your last test, Prince,” Teraus said. He crossed his arms in front of his chest. His sh