The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Richard walked slowly over to where Rufus and I stood. Once he got close enough, I realized that he was half a head shorter than Rufus.

"If I remember correctly, father was the one who put me in charge of the military school. Isn't it a little inappropriate for you to waltz in and demand admission like you run the place?" Richard's voice dripped with sarcasm.

Rufus chuckled. "Since when were you so interested in what I did?"

His eyes fell sharply on Richard. The atmosphere had quickly gone tense.

serious? You can't blame me for being curious now. It's rare to see

on that gloomy smile. The dean and Richard's subordinates smiled along with

him, so he wiped the smile off of his face and turned serious. "Yes, of course Prince Rufus is qualified to recommend a student! However, it doesn't seem fair for all the other students who have worked hard to get through the difficult selection process, does it? I'm afraid that when this news gets out, it would

of some students from this school, it was easy to find

who had just been quietly watching aside began to chime

at Richard and gained even

a prestigious place where the strongest warriors are trained. They don't just let anyone in to study here," another boy shouted. His hair was combed up like the

an insult to us to give a slave admission to

to where you came from,

span of a few seconds. I stood in the middle of the crowd, inching closer to Rufus for safety. My mind was at a loss and my heart stopped. Rufus turned his attention to the crowd, which was enough to frighten everyone and bring back silence. I tugged on his sleeve and smiled, lightly shaking my head to tell him that I was unaffected and fine. "You heard the students. Only the few elite who have passed multiple tests get selected for