The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Leonard's POV:

I looked at the smiling girl in front of me and couldn't help but sigh contentedly. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that I'd get to sit and chat happily with Sylvia one day.

"You and Edwin are on good terms," she said suddenly. Sylvia tilted her head and looked at me curiously. "You mentioned he grew up with you. Did you mean that you've never been separated?"

I nodded. "Yes. When we were young, we went to military school together and even fought battles together. We're not related by blood, but we might as well be brothers."

Sylvia pouted enviously. "How nice. Such a friendship is hard to come by. But he's a lot like Owen, am I right? They'reboth always so serious."

I shook my head and chuckled, thinking about how Owen and Edwin used to bicker with each other every day. "You couldn't be more wrong. They both just pretend to be serious in front of the younger ones like you. Neither of them is serious at all. Actually, they're both chatterboxes!" "No way!" Sylvia shook her head in disbelief.

Later, she asked a lot of more questions about Edwin. Gradually, I began to sense that Sylvia was after something.

"Edwin must be a father, right? Does he have a child around the same age as Warren?" Sylvia asked with great interest.

I looked into her clear, doe-like eyes and felt conflicted. I wanted to say something but stopped on second thought. "Why do you ask?"

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How could Sylvia have a crush on

the topic. "When you have time, you should practice fighting with Rufus. He's the

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with Sylvia, I

hell was wrong with her? Why was she interested

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to keep my composure. How dare she?! How could she invite Edwin to Rufus' palace? Did she want Rufus

as vaguely as possible, saying I'd go to the dinner