Chapter 514
Chapter 514:
We worked together, laughing and chatting, filling the kitchen with a warm, lively energy. But our joy was abruptly interrupted by the sharp sound of the doorbell ringing.
We glanced at each other, puzzled. The princes had just left, so it couldn’t be them. Who could it be?
Evie paused, brushing flour from her hands. “I’ll get the door,” she said.
She stepped out and cautiously opened it, only to return a moment later with a more serious expression.
“Makenna, it’s a servant from His Majesty. He’s here to see you.”
A sense of unease crawled over me. “They still think I’m weak. I’ll go to my room, and then you can bring him up.”
Following my plan, I returned to bed, closed my eyes, and slowed my breathing to look as frail as possible. Soon after, Evie entered with Leonardo’s servant.
The servant, dressed sharply in his uniform, approached with a solemn look. “Miss Dunn, how are you faring?”
I mustered a weak, weary smile, adding a cough for effect. “I fear I’m only growing worse…”
Sympathy flickered across his face. I shook my head in feigned resignation and asked softly, “Is there something His Majesty wishes to tell me?”
With a formal air, the servant placed an elegant gown beside me and spoke in a grave tone. “His Majesty has ordered that Molly’s investiture will be held the day after tomorrow. All the sex slaves, yourself included, are expected to attend to witness this honor and be inspired to bear Lycan heirs.”
What? They still expected me to attend, even when I was supposedly at death’s door? Shocked, I struggled to sit up, asking in disbelief, “Do I truly have to attend when I’m this unwell?”
The servant’s gaze didn’t waver, his tone steady yet tinged with resignation. “His Majesty has proclaimed Molly as not only a heroine of the Lycan clan but as one blessed with the power to call forth holy light. It is to be celebrated by all of the werewolves. Moreover…” He paused, looking me over. “Moreover, it is hoped that during such a grand event, her holy light might reappear and bring blessings upon the Lycan clan and the child in your womb. Perhaps with this blessing, you may carry the heir to term.”
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A cold shiver ran down my spine, my hands clutching the blanket, fingers digging into my palms. Once again, I was sharply reminded of Leonardo’s mercilessness. To him, we were merely pawns, our survival inconsequential.
In that moment, the words of the mysterious man echoed in my mind. He had warned that the Lycan royal family was far from noble. What did he truly know?
“Miss Dunn? Miss Dunn, are you listening?”
Caught off guard, I snapped back to reality, noticing the servant’s stern expression. “Miss Dunn, this is His Majesty’s decree,” he repeated, invoking the weight of the king’s authority. “You are required to comply.”
“I will attend,” I replied softly. I would go, if only to reveal Molly’s true colors to everyone.
The servant seemed satisfied with my answer and left without further ado.
Once he was gone, Alice and Evie rushed into the room, their faces filled with concern.
“What did he say to you, Makenna?” Alice asked, a note of urgency in her voice.
Evie, too, looked anxious, her brow knitted. Taking a steadying breath, I recounted the servant’s message.
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