The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 430

Sylvia's POV:

After I reached an agreement with Flora and Harry regarding tonight's operation, they gradually calmed down and waited patiently for the banquet to end.

When the banquet reached its climax, Geoffrey suddenly stood up and clapped his hands. "Bring her over."

I glanced at Flora in confusion. "What's happening?"

"A special program, perhaps?" Flora craned her head, trying to see what was going on outside.

I could hear the sound of iron chains being dragged across the floor.

Curiosity was eating away at me, so I turned to look at Rufus questioningly. He just shook his head.

Just then, Flora suddenly pulled my sleeve and said urgently, "Sylvia, look at the door!"

I turned to look in the direction she was pointing and saw a beautiful golden-haired slave being escorted in by two guards. The metallic sounds were coming from the heavy shackles on her feet.

Not only was she shackled, she also wore an iron collar that must've weighed a ton around her neck. Her clothes barely covered her body. Her naked thighs were exposed in front of everyone. "Allow me to introduce Ashley to you, Prince Rufus. She's a good dancer. She has prepared a special dance just for you," Geoffrey announced happily.

"How the fuck can she dance in that?" Harry frowned deeply.

Ashley wasn't wearing any shoes, and we could clearly see that the soles of her feet were covered in scars. Although she walked very slowly, she wore a big smile on her face, as though she wasn't in any pain.

When she made it to the center of the banquet hall, music started to play.

The Gothic-style music gave the hall a mysterious atmosphere.

Although Ashley was heavily chained, she still danced flexibly and lithely.

Her slim waist swayed to the music, and her every step matched the beat of the song.

I watched Ashley's dance quietly. She was gorgeous and looked mature, so I figured she must've been an adult already. But she didn't smell like a werewolf... Judging from her appearance, it was very likely that this slave was a vampire.

When this thought crossed my mind, I couldn't help but frown. Although the relationship between the vampires and the werewolves had always been very strained, we had reached a temporary truce.