Sylvia's POV:

The tension in the room was so thick, one could've cut through it with a knife.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on me.

Flora even stopped scarfing down food. She looked at me nervously and whispered, "Don't listen to his nonsense. Prince Rufus isn't that kind of man."

Geoffrey shook his head with distress. "Men just can't control their nature."

"Why don't you just shut up?" Flora flew into a rage. "Did you do this on purpose?"

"Flora, enough." Warren pulled Flora back to her seat and tried to comfort her in a soft voice.

I bit my lower lip, not wanting to admit that my mind was in a complete mess.

smile remained plastered on his face, but his words carried weight. "Don't get me wrong. I also believe that Prince Rufus is a righteous man. I

it! What he really meant

urge to roll my eyes

she's good in bed, too. Countless werewolves have fallen for her," a short and fat attendant added

men to have the occasional affair. Besides, Prince Rufus is a powerful man. I'm sure he

stood out on my temples. I suddenly stood up from my seat

if you want to live!" Flora interrupted the attendant harshly. Fortunately, she stopped me in time. "Don't act rashly. Can't you see? Geoffrey wants you

Prince Rufus is not that kind of person. They're just trying to provoke you," Harry added, shooting that attendant a

He simply asked me in a

shoved Warren away. "What the hell! ?

breath and put on a smile again. "Don't

retreated a couple of steps and

Prince Rufus' mate used to be a slave,

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