Chapter 22: The King’s Invitation For Tea
Primrose had planned to roll around in bed all day because she had overslept and only woke up when the sky had already turned orange.
But, of course, her plans were ruined the moment a maid informed her that Edmund had invited her for tea in the greenhouse behind the palace.
Just great.
She had been seconds away from kicking Leah out of her bedroom when, instead, she found herself reluctantly asking for help getting dressed.
Not that she enjoyed it. She still despised that cunning little snake, but hey, if she had to tolerate her presence, at least she could still make good use of her.
Unfortunately, Leah had a bad habit of picking out the worst dresses for her. Either they were painfully unflattering or so hideously garish that Primrose wouldn’t be caught dead wearing them.
Back then, Primrose never cared much about her appearance because what was the point? No matter what she wore, the Lycan King would always avoid her.
But now? Now that Edmund had marked her, and the entire palace knew she had spent the night in his chambers, she had to look flawless at all times.
Well, if she was being honest, she just didn’t want to deal with people’s snide little thoughts if she wore something hideous.
"Why don’t you wear this yellow dress, Your Majesty?" Leah suggested, her voice all honeyed politeness as she held up a gown that looked like it had survived a war. "It’ll look good on you."
[You can’t outshine me in front of His Majesty, so just wear something ugly!]