It was unexpected that she didn't just enjoy his misfortune, was he wrong about the vampires? Could there still be some with benevolence? He could be sure of one thing, that she didn't know why she came down here as well, it was a thought that made him confused and not sure about her real motives of this visit yet there was some part of him not alerted by her but rather comforted, he remained silent as she talked but then she had to go because the sun was about to rise, he felt happy when she said that she would come again because he knew that he wasn't going to be lonely anymore even if it was a visit by the daughter of his arch enemy, that small smile she gave him comforted him even more, he smirked as he looked back through the window, she then told him her name before she continued on her way out "Adria... A fine name. Goodbye Adria..." he whispered through the window only to give a soft and quite howl.
Wolfric's routine stayed the same, beating by the guards and releasing his anger, but now there was something else. Adria a vampire princess daughter that was strangely interested in him started visiting him every night to pass the time with talk, it was pleasant and exciting he learned more about vampires and he taught her more about the werewolves, and he would ask her about her days and about her well being, and he would listen endlessly because he would try to live her events and escape his boring painful days. Wolfric grew fond of her as a friend day by day, she wasn't compelled to come and visit him everyday yet she did showing her goodwill towards him causing him to not be alerted by her, he could've asked her for some better food or anything he needed but he didn't because he knew it would expose her and it was for some reason he didn't want to acknowledge, didn't want to happen.
It was full moon night, a werewolf's perfect night, night were he is powerful than ever and sharper than ever, and on nights like that the guards didn't torture Wolfric because it wouldn't matter even with the wolves-bane, it would be the first time that Adria will see him clean rather than a bloody pool. So he waited patiently for her to come, she was late but he waited more with a smile on his face, he heard footsteps of boots not heels, he was shocked to see the guards in front of him, were they discovered? Because it was sure not or torture, they shackled him with silver cuffs on his hands and legs he knew that he was being taken to the king since it was the only time he's out of his cell...
He arrived at the formal dinning room where he was shown as the prize for the king, the silver doors reflected its flashing sliver rays into Wolfric blinding him having the guards to drag him to his cage before the king and his family arrived with their guests. He was smirking thinking how could he ruin this moment yet again for the king... They arrived at the room, and he couldn't but to notice Adria's dress, she looked more beautiful than usual, but he kept a despiteful look on his face so the kind wouldn't suspect anything. It seemed they were having a princess from another kingdom and it looked like she was find of the elder prince, he sighed seeing how stupid she looked and how the prince was desperately trying to make her love him. But Adria seemed upset something that he didn't notice before, maybe because he wasn't interested to notice it before she started to come down and visit him, he thought that maybe this was the problem that she started visiting him. They sat down and the king immediately wanted to boast his prize "I don't think that you know the once wolf king princess, but this it, the son of Adolf, Wolfric" the king then turned to Wolfric "I can't imagine how your father would feel if he saw you right now, caged and ashamed and how you stained his legacy. I will tell you something comforting, if it was your father that I face in his prime I wouldn't be alive today, but then again you couldn't be half the wolf he was. Because you decided to live in the wilds and defy your father. You should've stayed in the wilds where you belong..." Wolfric was enraged by the king, he knew he wasn't allowed to talk but he couldn't stay silent like always "How dare you speak about my father! And your right you wouldn't be alive, an inferior backstabbing couldn't have defeated an honorable superior king like him" then he smirked and said "And this half wolf you speak of, was able to mortally wound you, I bet that wound still hurt doesn't it. And that is my trophy because I don't need to bring you me, instead wherever you go that wound is shown" Wolfric laughed as one of the guards whipped him to silence him, he stayed silent afterwards to see what will the king reply. He was furious with him but he restrained him self and smiled "Well you can enjoy that while rot in my dungeon..." The king then returned to his guests, they were amused by a prisoner's rebel behavior trying to forget about his suffering.
Wolfric stayed silent for the rest of the part glancing at Adria from time to time, smelling her upset even if it wasn't shown, he wanted this night to end and return to his cell