The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Perhaps it was because of my imposing manner that the guards didn't dare to delay any longer. They stopped protesting and hurried to report this to Laura.

"As for you two, I need you to go to the forbidden forest and find a specific kind of poisonous snake. It's purple, about the length of a baby's arm, and there are green scales above its eyes. Cutting the tail of the snake and smashing it. It can detoxify the lycan king."

I turned to the two remaining two guards and ordered them to look for the snake Noreen had described. The two guards probably heard the rumor that the lycan king was dead, but the truth had been concealed. Now that they heard that the lycan king was still alive and there was even a cure, their eyes lit up and they hurried to the forbidden forest to look for the snake.

Meanwhile, I rushed inside the palace with Rufus as fast as I could.

Harry followed me in and asked worriedly, "Why don't you want to call the doctor? Prince Rufus looks really unwell..."

I carefully laid Rufus on the bed and pulled the quilt over him. Then I turned to look at Harry and said, "Like I said, I'll explain everything later. You should try to get some rest. I can tell you're exhausted. You haven't had proper sleep in days, am I right? Don't worry about Joanna. She'll be released from prison in a few days."

Harry's eyes darted from the unconscious Rufus in bed to me. "Are you sure you don't need my help?"

call if I need

go back first. Be sure

decided against insisting and

to have just been awakened, looking

happened?" Laura grabbed my

her eyes landed on Rufus, who was lying in bed, unconscious. She rushed to his side

the room silently. Then I

worry. "Sylvia, why haven't you called

to us. Can't you see? There are no wounds on Rufus' body." I lowered my eyes and tried to keep my breath steady. Even if everything had gone to shit now, I had to

disbelief. "Then why is there blood on his collar? There's also some

gather my bearings. "I suppose

at me expectantly, waiting for me to explain. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

cursed," I said through gritted teeth, clenching my fists

though her soul had left her body. "Cursed? But I thought the curse on him was already