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.
Rufus said nothing for what felt like an eternity. I started to bristle where I sat. I didn't know if my answer had displeased him.
I racked my 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 hands.
"Your Majesty—"
"You may leave."
Rufus and I spoke 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 ponder it further. "Yes, Your Majesty," I answered cautiously. "Please have a good rest."
Rufus nodded once, and then turned to look out the window, his expression as cold as ever.
I couldn't help but pout as I slowly walked to the door. I would have liked to spend more time with him, since such chances were few and far in between. But I knew I should cut my losses for today, or I might disgust Rufus. Anyway, he had promised to marry me, so there should be plenty of chances in the future.
I followed the servant out of the lycan king's palace and came to the palace where Rufus had once lived. It had the most gorgeous garden that boasted of splendid blooms and other rare fauna. Clearly, no expense had been spared to develop the place. Even the steps were made of finest marble. Despite being a little desolate due to being unoccupied for a long time, I had high hopes that it would be restored to its former glory.
The servants were still cleaning the rooms for me. I wasn't sure whether I could stay in the same room Rufus had used. If I could, then I would be over the moon. If not, maybe I could plead with him later. I was sure he would agree. I was his fiancee, after all.
My joy was slowly easing the 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 I had admired for the longest time.
I could still remember the first time I had laid my eyes on Rufus. He had just become the new king, and I had just turned thirteen. I always considered myself lucky to have found my Mr. Right at such a young age.
If Rufus hadn't saved me from the giant snake that fateful day, we wouldn't be where we were today. Since he had saved my life, it was only right that I used mine to repay him.
It didn't matter that he failed to recognize me, or that he was treating me so coldly. As long as he was willing to marry me, I still had plenty of shots to make him fall for me one day. I would be a devoted mate to him, and bear him all the children he wanted. So what if there was a huge gap between our status? That wasn't enough to make me give up.
I was so engrossed in my happy thoughts that I started to hum a song and spin on my tiptoes around the pond. If only Rufus could share my joy. It was all I could do not to pounce on him just now. Fortunately, I had learned to be adept at camouflage during my time at home. It was so much easier to play a sweet and innocent girl in front of the person I love than I originally thought. It didn't even take a great deal of effort to get what I wanted.
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