Chapter 207

Janet balled her fists.

Westin proposed to Agnes before?

Yet he kept telling her that Agnes was not his loved one.

What a liar.

Agnes chided gently, “Don’t say that, Kalinda. Westin never proposed to me.”

“But he wanted to, apparently. If the elders hadn’t forced him to marry a werewolf, he would definitely propose to you.“.

“No, he won’t.” Agnes said in a flat voice, “Keavy was his best friend. Even thought Keavy was dead for a long time, Westin still respected him too much to do that.”

Janet rubbed her chin.

The relationship between Westin and Agnes seemed even more complicated than she thought.

She remembered Westin telling her once that Agnes was mated already..

Now it sounded that Agnes’s mate was this man named Keavy, who was the best friend of Westin.

But he was dead already.

“Honestly, Agnes, haven’t you considered remarrying?” that Issa girl asked, “How many years have it been since Keavy-”

Agnes sighed, “5 years.”

“Yet you are at the prime of your years! You can’t waste it. Just whisper to us. If you want that lowborn werewolf gone, there are many ways to make that happen…” Janet let out a cold laugh.

She wrenched the door open and marched into the room.

Soft, ambient light bathed the room, filtering through heavy velvet curtains that framed tall windows.

A grand piano occupied a corner, its dark wood gleaming under the glow of an ornate chandelier.

In the center of the room stood a coffee table. Set on top were carefully curated art books, delicate porcelain figurines, and a vase of fresh flowers.

Plush armchairs and sofas, upholstered in a soft fabric that invited touch, surrounded that coffee table.

Agnes and her chaperons were sitting in the armchairs and sofas right now.

Kalinda straightened her back the second Janet stepped in. She looked tensed.

“You should knock! Where is your-” she hissed.

“My curtsey? You already knew that I have none,” Janet chuckled icily. “And are you atraid of me hearing anything?”

Kalinda huffed, “I am not afraid of anything! I can say that to your face: You are the third woman in Agnes and the King’s relationship!”

“Kalinda!” Agnes cried in fume.

Janet raised an eyebrow, looking at Agnes.

“Keavy is your husband?” she asked Agnes.

Agnes bit her lips, a sad look on her face.

She took off a locket from her neck and handed it to Janet, “My mate, my husband, at proud soldier of Shadow House, and also….the King’s best friend.”

Janet opened the locket.

picture inside, of Westin, Keavy, and Agnes. They

brightly at the camera.

did he die?”

Kalinda growled. “Hey!”

Agnes shook her head, tears

poisoning. A borrible tragedy. He

up together.

nothing romantic between us. I swear,

at

Agnes’s expression looked sincere.

…But food poisoning?

that odd. And a bit

more that she had yet to

to begin your

Janet said, handing the

to dig too deep into Agnes’s dirt. She had plenty of time

“Great,” Agnes beamed.

sit with them by the

off

with proper posture at the dining table. Avoid slouching or leaning

the maid to place a needle on the cushion behind Janet’s back. If Janet got sloppy

stay in that posture for at least

at Janet, waiting to taunt her when she got pricked

minutes, 20 minutes, and then

still held her posture elegantly, without any

The girls were disappointed.

found

any lady’s training

shrugged, “No. But I have had military training. I can stay

for more than a day waiting

faces

all knew that Janet was a

sword in

great. Well,

already mastered

and lined up by the

demonstrated how an upper–class Lycan

step should be taken with a measured and graceful gait. Head held high, with shoulders back.

was walking in

had the servants bring in a balance beam, like the

her high heels and walked from one end

Janet frowned this time.

was not very good

asked,

waiting to insult Janet. She immediately raised her voice and cried, “But you walk like a peasant! No man will want to dance with you at the ball if

Janet rolled her eyes.

and stepped onto the

Her body swayed at once. Yet she regained her balance at once. She took another small step, looking carefully at

BANG!

sharp pain came

a wooden stick. Janet glared

I just want

this how you did your lady’s training?” Janet

skin as a soldier than the rest of us and you can handle a few minor

The girls snickered.

deep breath, ignored her,

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