Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

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Chapter 15
Chapter 15
Zenovia
Sitting in the room was boring me to death, so I decided to venture outside But when I tried to move my feet, they were still hurting and felt sore.
The door to my room was closed, so I looked around I had spent a great deal arguing with Callahan, so I did not pay much attention to the place he had forced me m
This room was nothing like the rooms 1 had seen back home. Even the alpha’s residence had not been so rich and opulent as
this room.
Wherever Looked. I saw tasteful furniture, soothing lights, and a splash of color here and there. To my left there was a huge wardrobe, a dressing table and a huge mirror with little lights around it while on the right a big window with a plush couch
There was also a small table and two chairs beside the couch. The room was larger than the size of the gymn in which Sid used to train.
However, I reminded myself that this was nothing more than a golden cage. I had to find a map of this place or atleast familiarize myself with the rough layout so I would know the exit points whenever I find the opportunity to flee.
With that in mind, I forced myself to move. My legs groaned in pain but I felt sore sitting all day so slowly yet steadily 1 managed to place my feet on the floor.
However, my feet came in contact with a soft carpet that made me feel like I was walking on a cloud.
Holding the edge of the bed frame. I slowly walked towards the window. It was open, and I saw a huge garden, complete with fountains, shrubs, and flowers of all types, planted tastefully through the landscape.
There were a few gazebos and benches too at the corners and a pathway that was made of stones. It looked like a castle I would imagine when I was young and mother used to tell me stories of how a handsome prince came to save the princess in
distress
However, in my case, the handsome prince wanted to kill me.
My hands went to my lips as I traced them, recalling the way he had kissed me. I try to shove that memory down as a knock resounds outside the door.
“May I come in?” Maria’s voice reaches my ears.
“Sure.” I say and she opens the door.
“I just wanted to check on you. Do you feel hungry, or do you need anything else?” She asked, and I thought of answering ‘freedom’ but knew that she would not be able to help with that.
Hence, I gave her the second best answer I could while being truthful. “I feel bored sitting in the room doing nothing all day.””If you can walk properly, I can give you a small tour of the mansion.”

‘And I will find out all the sneaky passageways and exits, I thought and smiled at her.
“I will be a little slow but I would love to see the place,” I replied, and she replied, “Alright.”
For the next hour, Maria gave me a tour of the huge mansion. And it was f g huge. There was a two level gym, a wide and s s kitchen, around twenty or so rooms, t quarters, and whatnot.
The palace felt like a maze to me and I began to feel dizzy while just looking around and trying to memorize all the entryways, exits and paths that seemed intertwined with each other.
Maria saw the look on my face and replied, “Do not think of escaping, sweet girl. I have heard rogues have become increasingly vicious these days. Though some say they are lying low but they seem hell bent on rebellion. The forest is not safe anymore
My eyes went wide at that. I had to not only find a path to escape from the palace undetected, but also figure out a route that went to the human settlement without any rogue catching my scent.
This was going to be so tough.
“Hey, you are up and running already,” a voice called out to me. I turned to look at Drusilla, who was waving her hand at
me.
She was wearing a white blouse, and blue pants and her hair fell in waves upon her shoulders. She looked so elegant and graceful.
Hooked down at myself and saw that I was still wearing pajamas and my hair was probably a hornet’s nest.
I tried to run a hand through my hair and smooth out the tangles as she approached me.
“How are you feeling?” She asked, her brows furrowing with concern.
Chapter 15
Why was she being so nice to me? I looked at her warily and added, “A bit better.”
She gave me a bright smile. “That is great news. Have you eaten anything?”
I was about to say I was not hungry, but my stomach decided to rumble at that same moment. She took that as an affirmation and looked at Maria.
“It is nearing lunch time. Maybe you can set a table for us?”
The thought of warm food made me feel relieved. I had only survived on stale food and leftovers when I was back in my pack.
Nobody thought of offering me a warm meal, though I would be the one to help prepare it, serve and do the dishes.
I always ate after almost everybody was done and survived on scrapes.
Maria nodded her head. “Sure, Miss Drusilla. Would you want me to cook anything special?”
Drusilla tapped on her chin thoughtfully, “anything would work.” Then her gaze flitted to me. “Oh wait, Zenovia is our guest. Why don’t you ask her what she would like to cat?”
My eyes went wide with shock. I was their guest?
Maria looked at me expectantly and asked, “So, what would you like to eat, Miss Zenovia?”
Nobody had ever asked me that…except my mother, who was no more.
you.”
I was overwhelmed with the strange emotion I felt, so I only shrugged. “I don’t know. Whatever is easy for Maria’s eyes twinkled. “You are not making me slog by asking me to cook something nice. That is my job, you know.”
I bit my lip nervously and looked at Drusilla, who gave me an encouraging smile. “Go on.”
I thought of it again. My mother used to make a very tasty chicken soup, so I simply muttered, “Chicken?”
Maria chuckled lightly and announced, “Alright, lunch will be served in an hour”
She bowed to both of us, not just Drusilla, which was a surprise, and walked away, leaving me with her.
“So, want me to continue the tour for you?” she asked hopefully, and I did not know anybody else here, so I simply nodded.
She seemed close to Callahan, and since she was being nice to me, I thought I could try to figure out what her friend planned to do with me.
Callahan added tidbits of information as we walked down a pathway that opened up to a few rooms on either side of us.
The palace had several wings, and we were currently in the King’s personal wing-
“This place here is solely for the King. There is his study, a separate gym, a suite and a few other rooms for his entertainment and relaxation.”
“Do you live here too?” I blurted out, and she chuckled,
“Technically, no,