Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia’s POV:

It was late at night, and the streets were mostly empty.

Still, in order not to draw any unnecessary attention, Harry and I took a secluded path. About half an hour later, we drew near the imperial palace and finally slowed down a little to catch our breaths.

I turned to check Rufus’ condition. He was still asleep.

Harry glanced at me questioningly and asked in confusion, “What’s wrong with Prince Rufus? Did Noreen put him under a curse?”

“No, it’s a long story. I’ll explain everything later.” I sighed helplessly. Now it was my turn to ask him a question. “Why’d you suddenly show up?”

Embarrassed, Harry scratched his head and faltered. “You… You’ve been avoiding me the past few days, and there’s a rumor going around that Joanna will be executed. I grew restless so I’ve been snooping around. Earlier, I saw soldiers escorting the prisoners out of the palace. I thought Joanna was one of them, so I followed them.”

“Without you, I wouldn’t have escaped from Noreen so easily.” I looked at Harry gratefully. If it weren’t for him, Noreen might’ve successfully taken me away.

“That’s what friends are for, right? No need to thank me.” Harry patted his puffed-out chest and smiled heartily.

I was moved by his kindness. “Don’t worry. I’ve figured out what happened to Joanna. She’ll be fine.”

“Are you serious? Oh, my God! That’s wonderful!” Harry’s eyes instantly lit up.

I smiled at him and promised, “Joanna will come back safe and sound, so stop worrying about her, okay?”

“Okay! Thank you so much, Sylvia!”

Just then, Rufus suddenly started coughing violently and his face was so pale that it turned slightly blue. Startled, I hurriedly called his name. “Rufus! Rufus, are you there? What’s going on?”

But Rufus didn’t respond, frowning tightly in his sleep. The next second, a mouthful of b***d spurted out of his mouth. His eyes popped open and he called me in a panic, and then he closed his eyes and passed out again.

“Oh, God, what should I do? Why did he suddenly spit out b***d?” I was scared out of my wits. I took out a handkerchief and tried to wipe the b***d off Rufus’ face and then pulled his collar to check on him again. The black thorns, which had already retreated just now, had encroached on his neck again. In fact, the thorns almost pierced through Rufus’ neck!

Harry was also shocked, but he reacted quickly and held my hand to calm me down. “Deep breaths, Sylvia. Let’s go back now!”

“Yes, okay…” I was anxious, but Harry’s words jolted me back to reality.

Together, Harry and I carried Rufus and rushed to the imperial palace. As soon as we stepped foot past the palace gate, we were stopped by the guards. When they saw the weak and pale Rufus, they panicked and said that they were going to call the doctor, but I hurriedly stopped them.

“Don’t call anyone.” I looked at them seriously.

The guards exchanged wary glances, hesitating whether to obey me or not.

“You can’t alert anyone except the queen. Tell her to come to Prince Rufus’ palace,” I added urgently.

“But… But Prince Rufus looks seriously ill. Shouldn’t we call a doctor?” The guards were afraid that something bad would happen, so they insisted on calling the doctor.

Holding Rufus in my arms, I could feel his breath getting weaker and weaker. We were running out of time.

My expression darkened and I said to the guards in a cold voice, “This is the order of the prince’s wife. I’ll take responsibility if anything happens!”