Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia‘s POV: 

I bit my lower lip and looked at the steak.I had no clue what to do.

It once again made me feel that I didn‘t belong with them.I stole a glance at Rufus, who was sitting beside me.

He was cutting the steak and didn‘t seem to notice my embarrassment.

The royal family followed stringent table etiquettes.I had learned a bit about it before.But I was too young back then.I don‘t remember any of it now.I had become a slave after my mother died.

Therefore, I never got to attend such occasions.I would have been a happy and elegant lady if my mother was still alive.I would give anything and everything just in exchange of my mother being with me.

Thinking about my mother seemed to depress me even more.

However, now wasn‘t the time to get immersed in sadness.I tried to ward off the negative emotions and carefully sliced the steak.

Perhaps because I was too nervous and exerted more strength than necessary while cutting, the metal knife scraped against the plate, making a harsh noise.

My face flushed with embarrassment, and I didn‘t dare to look up.

you need a maid to serve

and mellow, making it impossible

was staring at me, I

Laura sneered at me.

a maid over.Lowly slaves like her are just

she muttered the last sentence, it was still audible to

I hissed through

picked up the knife and

suddenly taken away.I looked up, my eyes widening in

placed his plate of steak he had cut in front of

Rufus patted

saw the smile on Alina‘s

What are you doing?! How could you cut steak for a lowly

down." Alina walked up to her and

called, and everyone instantly

a sip of red wine and looked at