Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

 Rufus’ POV: 

The dungeon had no windows, so I couldn't see the sun in the sky outside.I could only tell the time by the clock on the wall, ticking away idly.

Pine incense was burning in the iron censer, dispelling the moist, dank air stench in the air.

While the room might've been dark and small, it was overall not that bad an environment.

Even the guards outside were very polite with me.

All these things pointed to one thing: my father wanted to protect me.

Despite this, I wasn't allowed to go out or communicate with anyone.I had no idea how Sylvia was doing.

With every second that passed, I missed her more and more.

It had only been a day since the last time we met.But I couldn't bear to be away from her and missed her so much.

In my frustration, I threw the paintbrush in my hand against the wall irritably.I couldn't remember how many times I had lost my patience in this dungeon.

Before me was a canvass with a portrait of Sylvia smiling up at me.I really wanted to storm out of here and take Sylvia away to a place where we could be alone.

"It's only been a day and already you're restless! When Sylvia joins the army, she'll be away on missions.By then, it'll easily be weeks or months before you see her again," Omar complained, stirring restlessly in my mind.

"In that case, I'd go with her," I replied lightly.

"But..."

seemed Omar was

any idea what you

I picked up the paintbrush from the floor and continued painting on the

Omar

matters to attend to every day.You won't have the time to pine

warned in an ominous

should I listen

telling the truth

words, Omar's

Sylvia's also clingy.You two are

of a

can't wait for the

heart yearned for Sylvia even more.I glanced at

think you're

feet, Omar

escape this dungeon? Oh,

I called the guard

should be over by now.What're the results?"

Prince Rufus.The competition's over.Miss Todd

of my lips tugged upwards as a sense of pride rose

she had won first place.She

seemed pretty