The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I bit my lower lip and looked at the steak. I had no clue what to do. It once again made me feel that I didn't belong with them.

I stole a glance at Rufus, who was sitting beside me. He was cutting the steak and didn't seem to notice my embarrassment.

The royal family followed stringent table etiquettes. I had learned a bit about it before. But I was too young back then. I don't remember any of it now. I had become a slave after my mother died. Therefore, I never got to attend such occasions.

I would have been a happy and elegant lady if my mother was still alive. I would give anything and everything just in exchange of my mother being with me.

Thinking about my mother seemed to depress me even more.

However, now wasn't the time to get immersed in sadness. I tried to ward off the negative emotions and carefully sliced the steak.

nervous and exerted more strength than necessary while cutting, the metal knife scraped against

with embarrassment, and I didn't dare to look

Her voice was soft and mellow,

staring at

me. "You better call a maid over. Lowly slaves

the last sentence, it was still audible

endured the

widening in surprise. Rufus placed his plate of steak he had cut in front of me and exchanged

cut steak for a lowly she-wolf?" Laura was seething with rage. She threw the knife and fork on the table and sprang to her feet. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

please calm down." Alina walked up

and everyone instantly fell silent. He took a sip of red wine and

a simple statement, one couldn't miss the