Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 348

Chapter 7: Prince Theo’s Challenge

“The king?” I repeated.

“Yes, the king! C’mon, let’s hurry.”

| stashed the flower Prince Warren had given me in a pocket in my dress and thought about what Brook was telling me.

The king was summoning all of the girls, and we were meant to make an appearance, and a good impression on him.

However, I was in no position to do that in my current state-not that it really mattered to me. If I had my way, I wouldn’t be interacting with any of them at all, except for maybe Prince Warren. I’d rather they didn’t notice I was there. Or not there, as the case may be.

“I don’t know whether I should go…” I murmured.

“You don’t know?” Brook repeated. “Ciana! It’s the king!”

I thought up some excuses. “But… I have to feed the ani mals. You see, I still needed to feed the tiger, and there were other chores that needed to be done for the animals. If I were to leave now, my work wouldn’t be completed, and this was a task the prince had assigned to me….”

“You do know that it’s important to make a good impres sion on the king whether or not you win Prince Theo’s hand, don’t you? I mean… he’s the king! He can just as easily decide the fate of our packs as the prince.”

“I know, I know. You go ahead,” | told her. “I’ll see what || can do.”

“But Ciana,” she pleaded.

“Brook, you shouldn’t be late on my account. Go! Take care of yourself and your pack, and make sure the king sees how wonderful you are. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

She hesitated, but her eyes flashed between me and the palace, and I understood that she was struggling with the burden of trying to be a good friend while not disobeying the king and missing her opportunity. “Please hurry,” she urged me.

I gave her an encouraging smile. “Of course. Now, go! Don’t be late!”

“All right,” Brook said, and with a sigh, she turned and ran back toward the castle doors.

I couldn’t help but smile after her. She was such a kind hearted person to even come out here to tell me, and I felt very lucky to call her my friend.

But I didn’t intend to go. Knowing Brook, she should be able to navigate the scenario on her own.

Enough girls would doll themselves up and do their best to look beautiful and elegant in front of the king. I had inten tionally put myself in a position where anyone who looked at me would think I was a mess. It was the best way to stay out of the royals’ way and survive these three years so I could go home.

never been one for

their gowns, and fluff their curls at His Majesty. I would be

I’d simply tell them the prince had given me an

headed back to the “zoo,” certain he’d be starving by now. I would

tossing the meat to him. He was keeping his distance today, possibly because he was irritated that I was late. Once he’d nibbled on a few morsels of raw meat, he was up for some petting, and I spent some extra time with him

a shed to return the bucket i’d been carrying and see what else needed to

dear friend the python!” I said as he grew

a circle around me on the ground, and I thought | saw a gleam in his eyes as if he

enough, he was slither ing across my lap, letting me run my hand along his

into my cheeks just thinking about Prince Warren. “To think, here I am sharing my happy news with a snake. Well, of all of

my hand. I contin ued to pet him, giggling at his antics as he wound his way around my

that bracelet, which I had only caught a glimpse of. He seemed to have changed a bit since I’d

asked the python. He looked at me with an

certain. Besides that, l’ ve dreamt of my mystery boy for so many years. It’s possible my dreams and my memories have become intertwined and reality is now framed through a different lens, isn’t it? Could it be him? Even though he’s not so shy

he gave me a little nudge, and I got the impression he wanted

over the ground but didn’t go far before he turned to look at me. “Do you want

as a yes. And then, I was off with the python taking this opportuni ty to do

were with the

*Theo”

as I watched the remaining women line up before my father. I’d done my

admiring a work of art, and then, when he’d gotten a solid enough first impression, he

deep voice of his. “What do you think of the

to sound believable when I said, “They’re just

he repeated, and I realized immediately I’d offend

gave him the impression / was overjoyed with this venture, who knew what he might pull next? “That’s correct,

most beautiful, elegant, well-bred ladies in all

do was argue with him in public, but frustration was beginning to well up inside of me at his in trusion; the very fact

repeated to him the same warning I had made when he’d first told me of the idea only

that told me he disagreed with my assessment. “Theo, I am

“Seventy-three.” I corrected him.

back to me with an air of disbelief, he

sur prised, Father. After all, I am related

“I don’t care if it’s eighty, seventy-three, or a hundred and

several shocked gasps. I really didn’t want to have this conversation here, but since he was pressing the

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