Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King novel Chapter 378

Chapter 378: Boyfriend Battalion And One Dumb Redhead

"I don’t judge personal affairs, Mary. That’s not what this is." Blair stepped closer. "Interesting combination of men though. One gives you access to the King’s private chambers. The other gives you access to the eastern corridor and war room. Were you in that corridor last night, say around three in the morning, Mary?"

A flush crept up Mary’s neck. "Yes, Your Highness. I was visiting Marcus during his shift."

"Marcus didn’t work that shift last night. I was there, however. You were meeting with someone else. Who was it?"

Mary didn’t answer.

"No response. I see," Blair said after a long moment. "What is your real name, Mary?"

"Your Highness?"

"Mary isn’t it. Emma is. Confirm."

The name landed on the throne room floor like a body.

Mary Sellsor’s face did not move. It was the composure of a woman who had nothing to hide.

Blair waited, planted like a statue that bills by the hour. Three feet away. Arms at her sides. She gave the woman nothing but the name and the kind of silence that says "I already fucked you, now I’m just waiting for you to notice."

Ten seconds passed.

Thirty.

One minute.

Then the mask cracked.

It started at the mouth. The corners twitched like they’d been waiting all night for permission to stop pretending. Mary Sellsor’s careful, servant-grade neutrality melted off her face and what crawled on was a smile that belonged to a far more dangerous bitch.

Emma let out a laugh and clapped three times. What came out of her mouth next was said in a voice that did not match the voice she had just been using at all.

"Well. Aren’t you fun. Gods, the pins were killing me. Seven weeks of buns. Do you know what that does to a woman’s scalp? Rhetorical. You do." She pulled out a hairpin and shook her head loose. "Much better. Now. Where were we? Right. You caught me."

Blair didn’t move a muscle.

"Do you know how long it’s been since someone made me break character?" She held up a hand. "Don’t answer. It’s been a while. Savor that. You are very good. I have to hand it to you. From one high IQ to another. Well done. And you enjoyed this. I can tell. So did I, for the record."

"You were good. But I was better," Blair replied. "Don’t confuse thoroughness with enjoyment though. I didn’t enjoy this."

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