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

any idea what you look like

the paintbrush from the floor and continued painting on the

a stalker!" Omar

matters to attend to every day.You won't have the time to pine for Sylvia.Plus, you're too clingy.Be careful or else she'll grow

in

Omar was right, but I refused to listen to it.And why should I listen when all he had to say was that Sylvia

the truth and you

its bold words, Omar's

think Sylvia's also clingy.You two are

a

wait for the day

this, my heart yearned for Sylvia even more.I glanced at the clock on the wall

you think you're doing,

my feet, Omar

you planning to escape this dungeon? Oh, no way.Just wait for Sylvia to

him, I called

over by now.What're the results?" I asked him

saluted respectfully and answered, "Yes, Prince Rufus.The competition's over.Miss Todd

tugged upwards as a sense

course she had won first place.She was

seemed pretty