The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8: A Delusional Woman

Primrose resisted the urge to laugh. Leah's confidence was truly something else.

Sure, she was a beast too, but she was a fox! Not a scary animal, but a fox!

How could a mere fox ever compare to a lycan? No matter how cunning or beautiful she thought she was, in the end, she'd still be considered too weak to stand by Edmund's side.

Besides, why was Leah always the one attending to her?! Where were her other ladies-in-waiting?

The more she thought about it, the stranger it seemed.

Two years before Leah's death, she had also been the only one constantly by Primrose's side, to the point where Primrose barely remembered interacting with her other attendants at all.

Something wasn't right.

"Lady Leah," Primrose asked, "do you happen to know where my other ladies-in-waiting are?"

Leah's expression didn't change, but her eyes sharpened slightly. "Is Your Majesty dissatisfied with my service?"

Primrose quickly plastered on an apologetic look, letting her gaze drop just enough to make it seem like she felt bad for asking. "No! No, of course not! It's just ... I was thinking it must be exhausting for you to serve me all by yourself."

She offered Leah a small smile. "I'd hate to be such a burden."

[She actually thinks I'm serving her out of duty? Please.]

[This is my chance. My only chance to stay close to His Majesty.]

[Every second I spend by the Queen's side is a second closer to him. He sees me. He acknowledges me. He knows my name.]

What the hell was wrong with her?

Primrose had always assumed Leah's obsession with Edmund stemmed from ambition that she only wanted to bring honor to her family.

But ... was it more than that?

Was she actually in love with him?

The thought sent an uncomfortable chill down Primrose's spine. Because in her first life, she had barely interacted with Edmund, almost never, in fact.

And yet, Leah had still followed her. Perhaps, she was hoping that by staying close, she'd get even the smallest chance to interact with Edmund.

If she stopped being Primrose's lady-in-waiting, her opportunity to see him would be reduced to zero.

Alright, that was it.

This bitch needed to go as soon as possible.

Actually, after realizing that Edmund was nothing more than a pathetic lovesick fool, Primrose was certain he wouldn't question her if she asked to replace her lady-in-waiting.

But ... where was the fun in that?

Leah had humiliated her countless times in her first life, so there was no way Primrose was going to let her go that easily.

"Lady Leah, may I ask you a question?" Primrose asked, her voice soft, laced with a timid hesitation.

"Of course, Your Majesty."

Primrose fidgeted slightly, twirling her fingers as if embarrassed. "D-do you have a secret ... for your beauty?"

The moment the words left her mouth, she nearly gagged.

Beauty? What beauty?

If the two of them were joined in a beauty contest, Primrose would win without even trying.

"Pardon?" Leah blinked, momentarily caught off guard. "Why would you ask that, Your Majesty?"

Primrose lowered her head, fingers nervously twisting together as she murmured, "A-Actually ... last night, His Majesty said something to me." She hesitated, as if embarrassed. "He told me that I wasn't ... satisfying enough. That my body isn't his type."

The truth? If Primrose ever stood naked in front of Edmund, the poor man would probably forget how to breathe and get a nosebleed.

"H-he said your body ... is more to his liking." Primrose slowly lifted her gaze, letting her lips quiver just enough to sell the act. "He kept repeating it."

Leah stiffened. For a brief second, her mask of politeness cracked, and her lips parted in surprise.

[Did His Majesty really say that?]

[No ... no, it must be true. Of course, he would prefer me over her.]

[I knew it. I knew I was the perfect match for him!]

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