The Lycan King's Fate Calling

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The dungeon had no windows, so I couldn't see the sun in the sky outside. I could only tell the time by the clock on the wall, ticking away idly. Pine incense was burning in the iron censer, dispelling the moist, dank air stench in the air.

While the room might've been dark and small, it was overall not that bad an environment. Even the guards outside were very polite with me.

All these things pointed to one thing: my father wanted to protect me.

Despite this, I wasn't allowed to go out or communicate with anyone.

I had no idea how Sylvia was doing. With every second that passed, I missed her more and more. It had only been a day since the last time we met. But I couldn't bear to be away from her and missed her so much.

In my frustration, I threw the paintbrush in my hand against the wall irritably. I couldn't remember how many times I had lost my patience in this dungeon. Before me was a canvass with a portrait of Sylvia smiling up at me.

I really wanted to storm out of here and take Sylvia away to a place where we could be alone. "It's only been a day and already you're restless! When Sylvia joins the army, she'll be away on missions. By then, it'll easily be weeks or months before you see her again," Omar complained, stirring restlessly in my mind.

that case, I'd go with

you have any idea what you

Instead, I picked up the paintbrush from the floor and continued painting on the

to attend to every day. You

I refused to listen to it. And why should I listen when all he had to say was that Sylvia would grow tired of

this..." Despite its bold words, Omar's tone faltered. "But I think Sylvia's also clingy. You

in love. I can't wait

more. I glanced at the clock on the wall and pushed the

As I got on my feet, Omar got a little flustered. "Are you planning to escape this dungeon? Oh,

be over by now. What're the results?" I

saluted respectfully and answered, "Yes, Prince Rufus. The competition's

of pride rose from my

too. "Awesome! Sylvia is just awesome!" Rufus, when you get out of here, you'd better

Omar's words were getting more and

well as the sounds of weapons colliding. It sounded like someone