Challenge: black and white dreamscapes - image #1
Word Count: 100
Severus was ushered into a luxurious study and offered refreshments. He declined politely and took a seat in a slightly dusty brocade chair. Eventually his guide returned with a handsome, mustachioed man.
Severus immediately bowed. "Your Majesty."
"None of that," said the King. His English was excellent, with the faintest tinge of an American accent. "I haven't asked you here as a monarch. I've asked you here as a father."
"So I was told. Your child is ill?"
The King flushed almost as red as his hair. "He's cursed."
Severus frowned. "Cursed?"
"He's a werewolf," said the King of Ruritania.