Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight Chapter 965

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 965 Illegitimate Child Of The King

Crystal’s POV:

Laura loved Arron very much. If she could, she would’ve taken him wherever she went. She had always looked forward to having a grandchild, and now that Arron was here, she spoiled him silly.

I left the living room quietly to give them some time to bond alone.

The lycan king’s palace was, of course, very large. There was one main hall and about seven auxiliary halls, each one surrounded by galleries and gardens. It was, in a word, a palace fit for a king.

I retreated to one of the gardens. I settled on a bench and closed my eyes to get some rest. I had no work today and had a lot of time to k*il*l while Laura and Arron got some quality time together. I also wanted to see if I could meet Beryl.

I hadn’t seen Beryl in two whole days. Perhaps she had recovered her memories and could remember me now.

The heavy mask on my face felt very stuffy. I glanced around to see if anyone was around. Fortunately, I was alone, so I took off the mask to drink in the fresh air.

I was drifting off to sleep when I overheard whispers from nearby. Several maids were complaining about having to get up early in this cold weather.

My eyes popped open and I quickly put on the mask again. I adjusted my position and went back to dozing off.

But their voices were so loud and whiney that I lost my sleepiness.

I got up and was about to look for another place to rest when I overheard something that caught my attention.

The maids were talking about Beryl. It turned out that Beryl had blown up the kitchen last night. Rufus was so furious, and several servants were blamed.

Hearing this, I felt very guilty. Beryl had always been a carefree child. Even though she had lost her memory, deep down, she was still her. She liked to do whatever she wanted and never stopped to consider the consequences.

Back in the border pack, Beryl often went to the orphanage to cook with Alva. When she was in a good mood, she would play with Ian in the fields. She’d call me “Mommy” and asked me for hugs from time to time. She was so loving that people would think she was an adorable, obedient little girl. On the contrary, if she was in a bad mood, she’d hide in the tree house, refusing to come down no matter what. She could never be f0rced to do something against her will.

No wonder Rufus had sent me so many parenting books this morning. Perhaps he thought I didn’t know how to deal with Beryl.

Feeling guilty, I wondered if Beryl would get used to life in the imperial palace. If she was going to stay here, she couldn’t be as carefree as she was in the border pack.

I poked my head out from behind the boulder to look at the maids who were talking about Beryl. They were watering the flowers in the garden with watering cans.

I wanted to greet them and inquire about Beryl, but unexpectedly, one of the maids snorted and fiercely criticized my daughter. “The doctor said that the child lost her memory from a concussion, but I think she’s just pretending so that she can curry favor with the king.” “Don’t say that. Beryl’s just a kid.”

“She’s smart enough to know that she needs someone powerful to look after her. I doubt it’s just a coincidence. If she really lost her memory, why would she only remember the king as her father?”

“Maybe it is just a coincidence. But it’s true that Beryl’s quite a handful. She’s been pestering the king all day long. The king was so busy that he had no time to accompany her. The sooner she regains her memory and leaves here, the better.”

“We’ll just have to wait and see. I doubt she’ll ever ‘regain her memory’. She wants to be a princess, so of course she calls the king ‘Daddy’.”

The maids continued to discuss conspiracies. They even theorized that Beryl was Rufus’ illegitimate child, a bastard who would be locked up sooner or later.

“I wonder who her mother is. Beryl probably wasn’t raised right. That’s why she’s so annoying.”

“Yeah. I doubt the king and his mother would want this kind of child in the palace.”

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