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.

and squinted. "Oh, Rufus. Why so serious? You can't blame me for being curious now.

put on that gloomy smile. The dean and Richard's

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

obvious that Richard was trying to sow discord in public. And because I had already made enemies of some students from this school, it was easy to find people to back this argument. They didn't want

those who had just been quietly watching aside

school, 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 when her remark made him smile approvingly. She continued, "Plus, she is just a weak slave!" Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt

where the strongest warriors are trained. They don't just let anyone in to study

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

back to where you came

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..." Richard paused, shooting me a devious