Villainess is being pampered by her beast husbands

"Huh?" Kaya’s mind scrambled, trying to make sense of it.

The man didn’t wait for a reply. He kept talking, as if he was enchanted by her presence.

"When you were sleeping, you were beautiful... but now? Now you look even more stunning."

Before Kaya could respond, another man stepped forward.

"Hey, are you hungry? Want some berries?"

"No, no, try these," said a third, holding out small fruits. "Or some santra."

"Or maybe some angoor," added another cheerfully.

Kaya wiped sweat from her forehead, her confusion growing. Here she was, ready for a fight, heart racing—and yet, these people’s faces were unreadable.

Not angry. Not hostile.

Just... strangely cheerful.

And that made her question everything.