Rufus' POV:

The fight on the stage was getting more and more intense. Harry had been relentless in his offense, forcing Sylvia to fall back again and again.

The more I watched, the more I felt like my heart was being used as a punching bag. Harry didn't restrain his strength at all. He knew Sylvia's weakness very well and mercilessly directed his blows at it. He punched Sylvia in the belly again, making her bend down.

I looked away as I couldn't bear to watch the fight anymore. I became more and more irritable, and I couldn't sit still.

"I thought this fight would be interesting, but she was just letting him beat her," Laura sneered.

"Sylvia is just a slave. She has never received any formal training. It makes sense that she can't defeat Harry, but her getting this far in the competition is undeniably laudable," Alina reasoned.

her lasted this long. Thanks to her, today's exam is somewhat entertaining," Laura said nonchalantly. It seemed that in her eyes, Sylvia was just a plaything. "But if it weren't for Harry, Sylvia would've been eliminated already," Alina continued, an innocent glimmer making her eyes shine.

enough, as soon as Alina

coffee is cold. Please serve a freshly brewed pot to the queen and escort Miss Quinn back to her room. She's tired. She needs

a confused look. "Rufus, did I make you unhappy?

are you waiting for? I said escort her back to her room," I snapped at

rolled her eyes at me and

I said,

in my voice, Richard started laughing. I shot him a death glare, warning him

attack me, Alina stopped her. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on

Prince Rufus is right. I'm indeed tired. I want to go back to my room and rest," Alina said in a voice tinged with embarrassment. The corner of her mouth

didn't bother to follow her with my gaze. I turned around and

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