Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 83

Sylvia’s POV:

The evening finally came, so I changed into clean clothes and waited for Maya at the gate of the dormitory ahead of time.

“Miss Todd… Why are you so early today?” Maya was surprised to see me arrive early. Holding a bag in one hand, she rubbed her eyes with the other hand and said, “Miss Todd, it’s really you! I thought you would also be late today like yesterday.”

“No. My class finished earlier today.” I touched my nose as I spoke. Actually, I just rushed here right after my class without eating dinner. Fortunately, Flora was so careless that she didn’t notice anything unusual about me.

Maya chuckled and handed over the bag in her hand to me. “Prince Rufus said that you have to drink the soup first before you go. Otherwise, it will get cold.”

I took out the soup from the bag and drank it without hesitation. I couldn’t wait to see Rufus, so I drank it in a hurry. But my tongue was scalded at my first gulp.

Maya was frightened by my expression. “Miss Todd, the soup has just been made. It’s still very hot. Please drink it slowly.”

I paused for a while and frowned. Then I blew on the soup and drank it regardless of its hotness. Although it got many medical herbs in it, it didn’t taste bad at all.

After drinking it up, I handed back the bowl to Maya with a smile and said, “Let’s go?”

I followed Maya to the palace again, just like last night. I calmed myself down and slowly pushed the door open. But much to my dismay, I didn’t see the man I had been looking forward to seeing. Instead, I saw an elegant middle-aged she-wolf with golden curly hair and a woolen dress.

The excitement all over my body instantly vanished as if a basin of cold water was poured on me.

“Prince Rufus can’t come because he has urgent business to deal with the following days, so he has arranged a professional dance instructor for you,” Maya explained at once.

I felt utterly disappointed, but I forced a smile.

“Hello, Sylvia. My name is Chloe. I’ll be your dance instructor in the next two days,” Chloe said enthusiastically.

Waltz was one of the most elegant dances and could effortlessly create a romantic atmosphere. While watching Chloe demonstrate a few steps, the scene of last night inevitably played back in my mind. Every beat seemed to step on my heart and resonate with it. I began to look forward to the ball on Friday.

When the music was over, Chloe stopped dancing and said to me, “Sylvia, do you need me to demonstrate it again?”

“It’s all right, Chloe. I think I can do it,” I said with a smile.

Chloe shook her head, expressing her disbelief. “Arrogant girls don’t look cute.”

Before she could say anything more, I stood up and began to dance.

I closed my eyes to feel each dance step. The sound of Rufus’ breath seemed to be still in my ears, so close yet so far. The slightly cold night wind caressed my hair like a sympathetic lover’s hand.

Chloe must have forgotten to close the window. The more I danced to the music, the more I thought of Rufus.

When the music stopped, I also finished the last step.

Chloe applauded and exclaimed in surprise, “Sylvia, you’re awesome! Have you been taking dance lessons for a long time? You danced perfectly! And your every move was so elegant and natural. You really amazed me!”

“No. I only learned it by watching you dance just now.” A sense of pride rose in my heart. I touched my head shyly and didn’t know how to respond to Chloe’s tide-like compliments.

“You talk like Rufus now, girl,” Yana suddenly said in disgust.

“Yana, if you keep talking nonsense, I’ll dye the two strands of red hair on the top of your head green.” I felt so embarrassed and annoyed at the same time. She was really good at bringing up the wrong topic.

“Hey, Sylvia! Are you trying to punish me or yourself? How dare you threaten me! I won’t talk to you anymore.” After saying this, Yana shut her mouth angrily.

I didn’t coax her because I wanted to let her reflect on herself for a while.

After our dance lesson, I called Yana’s name several times on my way back to the dormitory. But she just ignored me. It seemed that she was really angry. I slightly sighed since there was nothing I could do about her.

At this moment, I saw a stealthy figure drift across. It was Flora.

Holding a big bag in her arms, she bent down and looked around. I quietly walked behind her and patted her on the shoulder. She was so scared that she was about to scream. I quickly covered her mouth to prevent her from making any sound.

“Hey Flora, it’s me! Why are you sneaking around like a thief?”

Flora quickly put her finger in front of her lips to shush me. “Shh! Keep your voice down.”

Then she showed me what was in the bag.

I was stunned for a moment. Then I exclaimed, “Are you crazy?”