The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 305

Rufus' POV:

The dungeon had no windows, so I couldn't see the sun in the sky outside. I could only tell the time by the clock on the wall, ticking away idly. Pine incense was burning in the iron censer, dispelling the moist, dank air stench in the air.

While the room might've been dark and small, it was overall not that bad an environment. Even the guards outside were very polite with me.

All these things pointed to one thing: my father wanted to protect me.

Despite this, I wasn't allowed to go out or communicate with anyone.

I had no idea how Sylvia was doing. With every second that passed, I missed her more and more. It had only been a day since the last time we met. But I couldn't bear to be away from her and missed her so much.

In my frustration, I threw the paintbrush in my hand against the wall irritably. I couldn't remember how many times I had lost my patience in this dungeon. Before me was a canvass with a portrait of Sylvia smiling up at me.

I really wanted to storm out of here and take Sylvia away to a place where we could be alone. "It's only been a day and already you're restless! When Sylvia joins the army, she'll be away on missions. By then, it'll easily be weeks or months before you see her again," Omar complained, stirring restlessly in my mind.

"In that case, I'd go with her," I replied lightly.

"But..." It seemed Omar was rendered speechless. "Do you have any idea what you look like now?"

I didn't answer him. Instead, I picked up the paintbrush from the floor and continued painting on the canvass.

"What a stalker!" Omar spat in disgust. "Pull yourself together! If you become king of this country, you'll have countless matters to attend to every day. You won't have the time to pine for Sylvia. Plus, you're too clingy. Be careful or else she'll grow tired of you."

"Omar," I warned in an ominous tone. I knew Omar was right, but I refused to listen to it. And why should I listen when all he had to say was that Sylvia would grow tired of me?

"I'm telling the truth and you know this..." Despite its bold words, Omar's tone faltered. "But I think Sylvia's also clingy. You two are similar."

All of a sudden, Omar chuckled. "Rufus, you're hopelessly in love. I can't wait for the day Sylvia beats you up."

Hearing this, my heart yearned for Sylvia even more. I glanced at the clock on the wall and pushed the canvas away.