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."

Everyone stopped eating. It was very quiet, other than the ticking of the clock on

fork, wiped his mouth with a napkin and sighed, "Ashley was my youngest daughter. She unfortunately died young. The room you're staying used

had no idea that Ashley was a direct descendant of

you don't like that room, you can ask Nicole to move you to another room." It

curious." I didn't ask any more questions, for fear of stirring up

dinner went

my bread. I felt that even the water in

sighed, missing the delicious food of the

now. I

finish the food on their plate before the next dish was served. The meal lasted

course and dinner was over. Hobson asked the servant to clear all the plates on the table and serve me a dessert. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on

and cream. Don't worry," Hobson reassured

"I see. Thank you."

sounded exhausted. His breathing was

things, the beautiful woman who had been silent this whole time

did I realize that Hobson was, in fact, sitting on a wheelchair

caused by ordinary aging. There must've been an