Sold to a Prince!

Outside the patriarch's chambers, Sylvia narrowed her eyes and stared down at the couple of guards blocking her.

"I need to see my grandfather," She insisted. "Has something happened to him?"

"Your highness, visitation is still not allowed." One of the guards said. He looked a little flustered as this was his first time talking to the fourth princess.

"Hmmm." Sylvia frowned. "Are you lying to me? I know for a fact that it is not true. Isn't Lord Roman here right now? I already know that he is visiting my grandfather!"

"Ah. Please forgive me, your highness." The guard shook his head. "The lycan lord did not come here at all and the patriarch condition... umm... it has not worsened?"

"Huh?" Slyvia felt relief flood in her chest but she was still confused. "Then where did he go?" She was asking herself a rhetorical question, but the guard heard her, so he respectfully answered.

"I think the Lycan Lord Roman actually came here to visit his majesty, your highness. Please forgive me if I am mistaken, but the Lord should still be in his majesty's presence."

"I see... thank you." Sylvia tilted her head and nodded. She then made her way to the main throne room of the palace.

Even though she had just visited the royal palace after two weeks of long grueling practice, she didn't bother returning to her chambers and directly walked over to the throne room.

She didn't know why but the fact that Roman came here without as much as giving her a word didn't sit well with her. She felt as if there was something going on behind her back.

Perhaps it was because adrenaline was still coursing through her body from the recent fight, she wanted to confront him and address this doubt right away without letting it fester inside her.

Some things needed to be settled without further delay. She didn't want to be mousy and timid. If it concerned her, she wanted to know about it. She had already lost too much by being a coward.

Sylvia stopped in her tracks and shook her head vigorously as the image of a person casually floated in her mind. "No." She muttered under her breath and kept walking ahead.

However, just as she reached the throne room chamber doors, she snapped out of her thoughts as she heard loud voices.

She didn't mean to overhear but the two voices were raised, so she happened to hear them. Moreover, the two people who were talking were none other than the Lycan Lord and the King himself.

"Your Majesty, the princess cannot be allowed to leave," Lord Roman said bluntly.

"Why is that?" The arrogant and haughty voice of the King responded.

"The answer is obvious, your majesty," He answered. "Even though the princess has stayed with me for two weeks, there is no improvement whatsoever."

"She is still weak and helpless and I cannot guarantee her survival at all."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. She is terrible. She even wanted to see if she could go out while not even being capable of shifting!" Lord Roman snorted.

"Forgive me for speaking rudely, your majesty but the princess is very vain and naive. She lacks the patience and talent for learning magic and is simply not capable at all."

"Well... I expect that you should still have been able to instruct her properly. At least to some extent?"

"Unfortunately, your Majesty, there is nothing I can teach her," Roman replied. In comparison to Princess Melissa, she appears to be hopeless. She is not fit for combat at all."

The entire throne room fell silent and the woman standing outside was equally stunned.

His every word sounded like a slap on her face and Sylvia clenched her fists. Her blue eyes turned bright golden and then into a shade of mysterious silver.

After a few seconds, Sylvia again heard the Lycan Lord speak. The man let out a long sigh and continued. "Your majesty, the princess is now of age and still has not yet shifted."

"The problem lies with her and not my instructions. There is nothing I can do for her, so you must make sure that she remains in the palace. It is even better if she is married off."

"At least that way she won't be a burden to you or me."

Slyvia shuddered and her gaze turned cold. "I...I should have never approached him."

She clutched the edges of her dress and started walking away. She had heard enough and she didn't want to hear anything more. There was a painful and dull ache in her chest.

The past two weeks now seemed like a terrible joke.

A cruel way of making her think that he was actually her friend and interested in helping her get stronger, but in the end, it turned out that she was just a burden?

"He is right..." Slyvia muttered to herself. "I am indeed naive, but only because I, again and again, choose to put my trust in people whom I shouldn't."

Even though his words hurt, they were still true. She was not able to shift yet. And as for her spell casting abilities, perhaps they were weak too.

Slyvia closed her eyes as her mind was in a complete mess. She felt as if she needed to see the truth for herself. She then remembered something.

"Ha... the map that Melissa gave me..."

She knew that her sister was up to no good and there must be something dangerous there if she was willing to part with the map and the exact location of the treasure.

But right now... she wanted to do it. She wanted to push herself and break out of everything that is constantly trying to keep her down.

"Between staying here and going there... I'd rather take my chances there."

Sylvia retreated her steps and this time she headed over to her chambers. Evie, Coral, and Lola immediately rushed over to her and greeted her.

"Bring me these things." Her cold voice made the maids shiver and they quickly scurried away to prepare everything that she listed.