Looking with concern over the girl, Wolf frowned, knowing the story might sound a little far-fetched. However he certainly knew that time did have a funny way here in Paixao. Wolf bit his lip, at least he knows of the Queen’s fate, even though it hasn’t happened yet according to the girl here.

Right when Wolf was about to hold his hand to comfort her, he turned his attention to the man who really did started to talk as if he had no heart. Eyebrow lifted at him, suspicions already were beginning to arise. Hair on the back of his neck began to straighten as he made a slight growl, “What’s so pointless about it? I haven’t heard the Evil Queen back in my world give a name, nor was I taught it, just someone that was once so feared. It happened a long time ago, and I think it’s important if I know if this girl is from my world or not. Because I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to return!”