The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

"Do you have any other requests, my dear guest?" Hobson asked.

"No."

The freedom to go around as I pleased satisfied me already.

Hobson nodded and gestured at me to continue eating.

Ignoring the meat, I settled for the bread and observed the vampires at the table quietly.

Everyone adhered to a strict dining etiquette. They were all good-looking, and they all wore the same cold expression.

They reminded me of Ashley, the beautiful vampire slave.

After mulling over it for a while, I tried to act as normal as possible and mentioned casually, "I found a name plate with the name 'Ashley' on it in the wardrobe. I wonder who she is."

mention of this name, the scene froze instantly. Everyone stopped eating. It was very quiet, other than the

wiped his mouth with a napkin and sighed, "Ashley was my youngest daughter. She unfortunately died young.

surprised. I had no idea that Ashley was a direct

like that room, you can ask Nicole to move you to another room." It was clear that Hobson didn't want to

ask any more questions, for fear of

of the dinner went on in

felt that even the

delicious food of the

I really wanted

Everyone had to finish the food on their plate before the next dish was served. The meal

over. Hobson asked the servant to clear all the plates on the table and

made of mango and cream. Don't worry," Hobson reassured

"I see. Thank you."

welcome." Hobson sounded exhausted. His breathing

been silent this whole time suddenly

I realize that Hobson was, in fact, sitting on a wheelchair instead of a chair. His legs were as thin as two

was definitely not caused by ordinary aging.