Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 754 Proposal

Sylvia’s POV:

My eyes widened in shock and my heart palpitated rapidly yet I could hear every individual beat echoing in my head. As the thought of what was about to happen formed in my head, I stood up abruptly, but it was too late. The movie screen slowly went up revealing the stage, and the lights came on.

Rufus, standing gracefully with flowers in his arms, appeared in the center of the stage. His deep-set, affectionate eyes were capable of making people fall in love with him at first sight.

My mind raced and my breathing was in a frantic state. In truth, the surprise Rufus had arranged for me brought only panic and no joy to my heart. I could tell that he was going to propose to me.

I knew that he had been wanting to propose to me for a while now, but he couldn’t find the right time and opportunity.

However, I thought that the proposal would be delayed and I didn’t think he would take action so suddenly.

I couldn’t accept his proposal, and even though I knew it would break his heart, I had to find a way to get out of there as soon as possible.

searching for ways to stall for

shining armor. I found myself at a complete loss for words and my eyes were fixed on the man in front

could resist a proposal from her beloved, and I was no

and kissed him in front of everyone. I wanted to tell him just how much I

mixed feelings lingered in my heart. I took a step forward and just as I opened my mouth to greet him,

around us

Harry and Joanna were here, but also Ethan and Laura

bafflement, even Blair, who I had parted with at the gate of the palace hours ago was standing there,

glassceiling above our heads slowly split apart, revealing

bang, brilliant fireworks arced in the boundless night sky, warmly

Rufus stepped forward with flowers in his hands. He looked even more charming and handsome than I thought was possible. Everything felt like a beautiful

at me from a distance, his eyes shone

imagine that in the future, a man like him would ask for my hand in marriage in such a dream-like experience that he had fabricated for me. I wanted

people’s applause came to my ears, breaking my