Chapter 753
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Chapter 753 Romance
Sylvia’s POV:
I scoured through my phone and dialed Maya’s number. Drawing a deep sigh, I exined that I was
fine and ready to go back.
I could almost hear her relief over the phone, and she told me that she would be waiting for me at the
gate of the pce.
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I echoed the relief that Maya felt with a sigh, wiped the sweat on my forehead and hung up the phone.
A chuckle escaped ir, who was standing next to me with his signature smirk. He walked away just
when I parted my lips for a question, leaving me wondering what he found amusing.
My brows furrowed. It seemed to me that ir was getting weirder as days passed by. The flower that
was cultivated and nourished by Noreen’s blood might lift the curse on him, but sometimes it also
seemed to change him into an entirely different person.
We did not have to walk for long before the gate of the pce came into view, and I saw Maya running
over from a long distance. As she neared us, she registered ir’s presence and granted him a
surprised look. “I bumped into him on the way,” I exined.
Maya didn’t say anything in response to my statement. Instead, she greeted ir before winking at me
and coupling it with a mysterious smile. What could have gotten into her head?
Before I could figure out what her expression meant, her hands found my arms, and she pulled me
away until we found ourselves treading the path all the way to a small and exquisite pce.
As we closed in on the pce, I could make out a rough estimation of a dozen maids waiting for our
arrival. The second I set foot inside, they started to help me dress up without saying anything. They
looked like busy bees minus the buzzing, only the working.
I couldn’t have chosen any better way to show how confused I was than to crinkle up my face. Amidst
the orchestrated chaos, I grabbed Maya and asked, “What are they doing? Is there a dinner party
tonight?”
Maya covered her mouth, but it didn’t stifle her giggles. I didn’t take any offense about her amusement
at my unawareness; instead I was just really confused. “Miss Todd, you’ll know, eventually.”
“No. You better give me a heads up, so that I can mentally prepare myself—”
As if I wasn’t dragged around enough for today, I was again yanked and led to the dressing room, in
courtesy of the maids. The shbacks of when I first came to the pce to attend the banquet
swamped me.
Probably because I was in the delicate stages of pregnancy, the maids didn’t prepare high heels for
me. Even the fancy frock they d me with was a slightly loose and off the shoulder dress.
I looked down at the sapphire blue dress on me and lost in thought. It was beautiful, but the style was
too sweet —almost intimate, in fact, that I imagined it to be worn on a date and a little inappropriate for
a serious dinner party. I was getting more curious.
I turned to ask Maya, but I knew my questions were meant to be unhatched as she faced me with a
mysterious smile and repeated, “Miss Todd, you’ll know, eventually.”
Well, hearing the exact same words again fall off her lips wasn’t what came to mind when I turned to
her. Forget it. I wouldn’t ask. I would know by then anyway, as Maya delightfully emphasized so.
One maid ironed the little ruffle on my dress, while the other made sure that everything was set before
Maya hauled me out of the dressing room and ushered me to a ce with a neofuturistic architectural
style. Theyout and decoration there were modern and scientific. The grandness this ce held still
hadn’t ceased to make me stop on my tracks and take in its marvel as it took my breath away.
I scanned the hall curiously and had onlye to my senses as I took in the notion that there was such
a ce in the royal pce. It was like the enchanting beauty from the middle ages and avant-garde
robots from modern society were thrown together in one mix. The ce looked harmonious despite the
contrast in style, but still creative.
I was still taking in the borate details of this newly found location as we made our way to the upper
floors. The entire third floor was a movie hall. As if to keep her acting in secrecy in tow, Maya hurriedly
drew me to sit down and arranged a lot of delicate desserts and tea for me, out of the delicacies waiting
there.
“Prince Rufus is busy, but he’ll be here soon. While waiting, Miss Todd, you can watch a movie first.”
I nodded. Although it was strange—even stranger than how I thought she was behaving—I didn’t ask
any more. I appeased my mind on the thought that Rufus must want to have a date. That romantic guy
always surprised me, and it put a smile across my face.
It warmed and moved my heart. But when I thought of the curse and the thorn on his back, the sweet
smile on my lips gradually turned bitter.
It would be better to just forget it and rx. There must be a way out.
I shifted on my seat as the starting movie grabbed my wandering mind, cutting my train of thoughts
short. Maya left without disturbing me.
I just sat there watching the movie while waiting for Rufus. The film seemed to be about someone’s
growth, but the plot was rtively boring. It had always been set on the first-person point of view of a
military school student, like an ordinary video weblog of his daily life, and there was no conflict between
the characters. It was more like a documentary than a movie, and I was bing unappreciative.
My consciousness was gradually being pulled away from the activity that was supposed to entertain
me. I tried as much as I could to keep myself awake, but my eyelids were getting heavier, tempting me
to give in. When I was about to fall asleep, a familiar tall figure suddenly appeared in the movie.
My heart beat faster, adrenaline shooting a great amount of dosage into my blood vessels and forcing
my lulled mind to be wide awake. Atst, as if the man on the screen sensed that I was barely
breathing, he turned around. It was Rufus with roses in his arms.
My hands found their way up—not knowing whether to cover my gaped mouth, or to rest them against
my pounding chest. What a romantic surprise!