The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37: Poison Tester (II)

It had been two days since Edmund left the palace.

Every time Primrose asked the soldiers where he was, they all gave the same infuriating answer, they had no idea. freewēbnoveℓ.com

Which only made her even more irritated.

It felt like she was right back in her first life again. Edmund would disappear for days, leaving her to deal with the beasts alone.

But, at least this time, things were different.

The entire palace was practically walking on eggshells around her. They were pampering her, catering to her every need, and treating her like she might shatter at any moment.

No one dared to raise their voice at her. No one dared to be rude.

Honestly, if she had known that pretending to be suicidal would have this kind of effect, she might have pulled this stunt much sooner.

No.

That sounded terribly wrong.

Let’s not mess with death anymore, it might jinx her for real.

"Your Majesty!"

Solene burst into the room, out of breath.

At this point, Primrose was convinced that Solene had no concept of walking, only running.

"The poison tester ...," Solene took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "He’s here."

Primrose immediately rose from her chair. "Bring him to the receiving room. Now."

Solene nodded and dashed off without another word.

He’s already here?

Primrose hadn’t expected him to arrive this quickly, especially since Solene had warned her that he wasn’t the kind of man who could be rushed.

Still, it was a relief that he came before Silas returned.

She turned toward one of the maids. "Fix my hair," she ordered, touching the loose strands near her temple.

The maid hurried over, smoothing out her appearance.

Ever since she had gotten rid of Leah, she still hadn’t found a proper lady-in-waiting to assist her.

There were plenty of attendants, but none who truly understood fashion and makeup, none who could enhance her beauty the way she wanted.

Well ... she did have one person in mind.

But she’d have to wait a few more weeks before she could bring her in.

If she remembered correctly, that person was currently off attending an auction in the land of fairies.

Yeah ... she was an auction addict.

And not just any addict, but one who had, on multiple occasions, dug herself into massive debt just because she couldn’t control herself when bidding on expensive, luxurious things.

About six months before Primrose died, her extravagant, reckless lady-in-waiting had met a rather ridiculous end by falling off a bridge while running from a debt collector.

Primrose sighed.

People like her could never truly change, no matter how much advice they received. But this time, Primrose would do something to make use of her talent in fashion and prevent her from meeting such a ridiculous fate.

She gave herself one last look in the mirror, adjusting a stray strand of hair before heading toward the receiving room.

Solene was already waiting outside, her posture tense, her lips pressed together like she was holding something back.

Which could only mean one thing, the poison tester wasn’t exactly a friendly man.

"Your Majesty," Solene spoke before Primrose could enter. "Are you sure you want to meet this man? What if I find someone else? Someone a little ... nicer?"

[This man is such a damn headache!]

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