Chapitre 78: The King's Castle Part1

"Something more decent… Something more decent…" Sylvia muttered as she furrowed her brows and flipped through the stacks of clothes she had.

"Arghhh. I am upset, damn it! I am not in the mood to pick out a dress and doll myself up." She scoffed angrily pushing the stack of clothes onto the floor.

She was back in her small room in the servant's quarters but the resentment in her heart was still raging.

So many coincidences! So many hopes! In the end, none of it amounted to anything. She had tried all night and she was still just a weak little slave girl.

Sylvia flopped onto her bed, her body unwilling to move any longer. 

"Bah! Aren't you always undressing me? Why don't you dress me up this time by yourself, you damned devil!" 

She scolded the man and then a couple of seconds later, her cheeks flushing red from the realization of what she had spoken.

"Sigh. Where the hell is he even taking me now?" Her thoughts wandered.