Adela's POV:

Faced with Rufus' question, I couldn't help but get flustered. His sharp gazed pierced right through me, sending a chill down my spine. Lying to the supreme lycan king was no different from committing suicide. I couldn't afford to make even the tiniest mistake on the most obscure detail.

After some thought, I decided it would be best to tell him the truth. I was quite bad at lying, and he would be able to uncover it easily.

"No, it wasn't me who helped you, Your Majesty. I simply found you under the cliff." I spoke in a hushed voice and observed Rufus' reaction through my lashes.

His face didn't change much; he had been frowning since I came in. Another wave of sadness washed over as I was reminded yet again that he didn't like me that much.

like an eternity. I started to bristle

brains for a way to remedy the situation. What if Rufus refused to marry me because of this? It had taken me so much effort to get to this point. There was no way I was going to let this opportunity slip from my

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"You may leave."

at the same time. I looked up at him, feeling a little relieved. Surely, that mean that he was still willing to marry me, right? Otherwise, he would have pursued the matter. I didn't have the courage

to look out the window, his expression as cold

far in between. But I

expense had been

Rufus had used. If I could, then I

apprehensions I harbored. I looked around the palace, admiring the decor and every single piece of ornament in place. They would belong to me one day, just like the king

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