Sylvia's POV:

Rufus' hands were very warm, and my feet couldn't help flinching involuntarily. But he didn't allow me to back down and put on the other shoe for me.

The shoes fit in my feet perfectly. I wonder how he knew my size so accurately. And when I remembered that he even knew the size of my clothes, I felt so embarrassed that I bit my lower lip and looked at him shyly.

Rufus didn't say anything. He just stood up after putting on my shoes.

I tidied up my dress nervously and prepared to get out of the car. Rufus stretched out his hand and looked at me with his deep eyes.

When I noticed the scrutiny in the eyes of the crowd, I hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether I should take his hand or not. But I couldn't embarrass him in public. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable if I angered him.

In the end, I could only hold his cuff with my head down. My heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

In a trance, I seemed to hear a chuckle. It was like a feather that brushed my ears and tickled me.

Was he chuckling? I looked up at Rufus. But aside from his pursed lips and the indifferent expression on his face, there was nothing else. Was I only imagining things?

But I inexplicably felt more uneasy.

The werewolves around were whispering to

Is she the daughter

the scars on her feet just now?

burst of laughter. My palms began to sweat. I felt like a sheep thrown into a group of lions. I

Otherwise, Prince Rufus

know why the prince

How dare you question Prince Rufus'

gate of the palace,

This thought made me feel a little depressed, and I had

I thought it was the most

we got to the palace, the more guards there were. And

column was inlaid with shining gems. I was once again shocked to see the luxury of

I could fully appreciate them, I was suddenly pulled by Rufus into the hall. Then a group

and change clothes," Rufus ordered, then turned around and left. I felt like weeping but had no tears. I grabbed the hem of my dress to stop the servants from helping me take

has ordered us to take good care of you," one she-wolf answered while taking off my coat. She had dark skin, slender eyebrows, and thick lips. She spoke with a straight face. She seemed to be the head maid here. Sᴇaʀᴄh

awkwardly and said, "I'm used to doing things

head maid said in a somewhat aggressive tone, looking at

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