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.

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

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

going to respond to 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

was trying to sow discord in public. And because I had already made enemies of some students from

been quietly watching aside

so why should she be allowed to enroll? Is it because of her appearance?" One of the she wolves who attacked me yesterday echoed. She quickly glanced at Richard and gained even more courage

Slaves can't go to school with us! The Royal Military School is 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 crown

right! Drive her away! It's an insult to us to give

back to where you came from, filthy

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 admission. Normally, one who hasn't even participated in any selection process is not even closely considered for admission, but..."