The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Since we were already going to the border tomorrow, Jerome decided to give us half a day off, allowing us to freely do whatever we wanted. I headed back to the army camp and filed an application for a leave. After that, I went to find Rufus in the royal palace.

As soon as I got to the palace, I was greeted by a busy scene.

Several servants politely addressed me, holding fresh flowers in their hands.

"Miss Todd, you're here. Prince Rufus is still in a meeting and hasn't come back yet."

"I see. I'll wait for him then. Thank you." I gave them a nod and left them to do their work.

The palace was lit brightly today and all the windows were wide open. Under the eave, an exquisite wind bell hung and swayed. Whenever a breeze rushed by, the bell made a pleasant sound that echoed through the bell.

I rocked the bell with my finger a couple times. Behind me, I noticed a dining cart pass by. It was stacked with freshly cleaned tableware and new scented candles. I assumed these were for the banquet tonight

I gladly offered my help, but the servants just looked at me strangely and refused, saying it was not appropriate for me to do such a thing and Rufus wouldn't be happy when he found out about it.

to make things difficult for them anymore,

quite a

into the walk-in

rings were all stacked onto my body. When I started to feel like a Christmas tree, I held up my hand and stopped him.

shining things on me and then put a simple but elegant diamond

headed to the banquet hall and welcomed the guests--Leonard and Edwin. Edwin looked like he had

made me break down. Rufus gently squeezed my hand for

a deep breath, hoping to

get a buzz cut. I couldn't do anything

My eyes then wandered onto his

However, Edwin hadn't touched his glass. I had to find a way to make

glass and attempted to toast with him. "Mr. Edwin, it really

smiled gently, bringing out his own bottle. "Sorry, but I'm actually allergic to alcohol. Do

felt my insides turn numb. How could I have not

the tea from his bottle. He