?Chapter 114:


    Makenna’s POV:


    After Lily hid, I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves before opening the door. Thest thing I needed was an unexpected guest who wouldplicate things further.


    When I finally opened the door, relief washed over me—it was just a maid standing there.


    Positioning myself carefully in the doorway to block any view inside, I asked, “Is there something you need?”


    The maid seemedpletely unaware of anything out of the ordinary. With a respectful nod, she handed me a beautifully crafted dress. “Miss Dunn, the king has ordered that you wear this dress to the wedding tomorrow.”


    I blinked, surprised. “Isn’t it just a wedding? Why all the…”


    After all, I wasn’t getting married.


    The maid remained impassive, exining steadily, “His Majesty insists that, as the sex ve, you must represent the Lycan name with dignity. Furthermore, since Gamma Frank is currently in the king’s favor, your appearance should reflect that.”


    Her words left me feeling a sense of heavy reluctance, but I had no choice but to ept the dress.


    “Thank you,” I said, forcing a smile. “Please convey my gratitude to the king.” I closed the door and returned inside, my heart weighed down by the conversation.


    Once the maid had gone, Lily emerged from her hiding spot.


    Her eyes immediately locked onto the exquisite dress I was holding, and I could see the envy in her gaze. “I didn’t know there were such perks to being a sex ve. The king sends you dresses?”


    I sighed, feeling the need to shatter her na?ve assumptions. “It’s not what it looks like, Lily. Being a sex ve isn’t morous. To them, we are nothing more than tools for breeding.”


    As I spoke, I couldn’t help but recall Leonardo’s cold expression when he discovered I had difficulty conceiving.


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    The memory only deepened my sense of despair. This ce felt like a cage, and if I ever found a way out, I wouldn’t hesitate to escape.


    But Lily seemed unconvinced by my words. Instead, she asked, “How did you end up here? What does it take to be a sex ve?”


    Her question took me by surprise, and I looked at her, concerned. “Do you want to be a sex ve?”


    Lily’s face flushed with embarrassment, and she quickly shook her head. “No, no, I’m just curious.”


    I sighed again, trying to warn her away from any such thoughts. “You should never think that way. Being the prince’s sex ve might seem morous, but our lives are controlled by others. Few people truly respect us.”


    I really couldn’t understand why anyone would want to live this life. Here in the pce, you constantly had to be on guard, your personal freedom was nonexistent, and even your body wasn’t your own. The princes could im you whenever they wished, and what should be considered a crime was normalized under this title.


    I dreamed of escaping this ce, of finding a life where I could be free.


    Lily nodded, though I wasn’t sure if she really understood or believed me. She just murmured softly, “I was just curious.”


    Seeing that she didn’t intend to press the matter further, I decided to let it drop.


    We returned to the dinner table, but my appetite hadpletely vanished, thanks to the looming thoughts about the wedding and the unexpected dress.


    I pushed the food around on my te, taking a few half-hearted bites before setting down my fork. “I’m full. You can leave the dishes when you’re done. I’ll clean upter.”


    Lily wasn’t my servant, and it didn’t feel right to burden her with chores.


    After giving her these instructions, I made my way upstairs, needing time to think, to figure out how I was going to navigate tomorrow.


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