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.

Westin, Keavy, and

brightly at the camera.

did he die?”

Kalinda growled. “Hey!”

I don’t mind.” Agnes shook

died of food poisoning. A borrible tragedy. He is the only man I

and I grew up together. I won’t deny that we are close.

us. I swear,

at

Agnes’s expression looked sincere.

…But food poisoning?

couldn’t help but found that odd. And a bit too

that she had

begin your training?”

the locket back

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

“Great,” Agnes beamed.

with them by the

started off with

lady should always sit upright with proper posture at

back. If Janet got sloppy and leaned back at any time, that needle would

asked Janet to stay in that posture for at least

to taunt her when she got pricked by

minutes, and

posture elegantly, without any sign

The girls were disappointed.

Agnes found that

lady’s training

military

day waiting

girls‘ faces changed,

all knew that Janet

they were all Lycans, they had never held a sword in their entire lives,

great.

mastered

up and lined up

demonstrated how an upper–class Lycan

gait. Head held high, with shoulders back. No

was walking in a

servants bring in a balance beam,

into her high heels and

Janet frowned this time.

not very good with

necessary?” she asked, “I

“But you walk like a peasant! No man will want to dance with you at the ball if you

Janet rolled her eyes.

skirt and stepped onto the

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

BANG!

came from her

shoulders back,” Agnes said, holding a wooden

I just want to

this how you did your lady’s training?” Janet asked icily, “With

Lycans. We are born with grace. And I thought you have a thicker skin as a soldier than the rest of us and you can handle a few minor slaps…Or was I

The girls snickered.

deep breath, ignored her,

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