The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

I left Flora's residence and wove my way through the crowd. Wading amongst the thick throngs of people, I felt depressed again. All of a sudden, I felt a little lonely and helpless. There were too many problems in my mind and I couldn't figure any of them out.

In a daze, I subconsciously headed to Rufus' former residence, which was left unguarded for some reason. Maybe the guards hadn't come back from the military parade.

I stood at the gate for a long time and stared at the palace quietly. There were only a few lamps swaying in the corridor. I still remembered hanging them myself because I disliked the dimly lit corridor. I also found myself wondering if the pear tree in the garden was blooming.

Without thinking, I stepped inside and made my way to the small garden in the back. It was full of blooming flowers, and the grape rack was still there, but there were no grapes on the vines. The goldfishes in the small pond were also gone. Perhaps they had been transferred elsewhere.

Standing under the leafless pear tree, I felt so sad. This place was no longer what it used to be, let alone the people lived in here.

never sit under pear tree and watch the sky with me at night ever again. The sooner I

guards had come back. I panicked. If the guards knew I was here, they would definitely report it to Rufus. And since Rufus already suspected me, it would be more difficult for me to

to hide. I could always

went upstairs and came across the room I once lived in with Rufus. I thought it would be empty, but to my surprise, the furnishings and items in the room hadn't changed. The handmade rocking chair was still there, and even the flowerpot on the windowsill was still there. And the room was

five years ago. But this room I once lived in had no trace of me. My old life with Rufus was like nothing but a dream, beautiful

was a coat on the sofa. It must've been left by

on

like to use perfume, but he had always smelled good to me. In order to keep his scent with me, I used

coat in my arms, as if I was holding