Sold to a Prince!-Chapter 203 I can guide you

"What do you mean by that, Lord Roman?" Sylvia's face reddened and she immediately became defensive as she was already overwhelmed by feelings of guilt on the inside.

Perhaps if she had come clean to the old patriarch sooner about her astral affinity he would have never risked his life for her sake.

She didn't even think that someone could love her so much to do that, especially since she barely knew these people.

But now everything had already happened and there was nothing she could do.

Even if she wanted to go to that dangerous place by herself and grab the treasure out of the demonic clan people, how could she possibly accomplish that when the powerful patriarch had failed?

Moreover, if he hadn't left in a hurry and if he had left after thorough preparations, he wouldn't have failed.

Sylvia couldn't help but feel responsible for everything that had happened.

Her clear blue eyes glared at the man in front of her, accusing her of being a monster and they turned golden in color.

Roman, however, seemed to be still lost and continued gazing at her with his mouth slightly agape. He then gulped and repeated again. "You are a monster..."

Sylvia became furious. She was about to ask him to leave when the man cut her short and muttered again.

"How? How did you form a mana core already? Did I not just see you the other day? How can this be possible?" At this point, he was talking more to himself than to her.

Huh? Sylvia blinked in puzzlement. "Mana core? What are you talking about, Lord Roman?"

This was something that had been on her mind for a while, so she wanted to know what he was talking about.

She anxiously moved closer to him and as Roman snapped out of his trance, he found himself face to face with a woman as beautiful and elegant as freshly fallen snowflakes.

He felt as if he could stare at her for all eternity and still not want to blink. He sucked in a big breath of cold air and lifted his hand absentmindedly to tuck a few errant strands of her hair.

Sylvia's eyes widened, surprised by his actions and she quickly moved away. As a result, the lycan lord's hand ended up handing awkwardly mid-air.

At this moment, the other party in the room finally couldn't stand it any longer and coughed loudly to interrupt.

"Lord Roman, could you please give us a MINUTE! We were talking about important things when you interrupted!" Meja had no idea what was happening but he didn't like it.

For the past few days, he had been wanting to introduce himself to the princess several times. However, this was the only opportunity he got, but now this mutt was interrupting his golden chance!

He repeatedly looked at the youngest princess and then at the lycan lord. Was there something happening here that he wasn't aware of?

"Lord Roman" Meja opened his mouth again, but the pair of cold sword-like eyes glanced at him and he immediately stopped whatever he was about to say.

"Sylvia... I mean princess, I am sorry. I did not intend to offend you." Roman bowed and prepared to leave without explaining anything.

What the... She hurried behind his figure that had already turned around and started walking away, leaving Meja behind all alone in the room.

Both of them had actually left him alone even though he was the one with the invitation.

Meja silently stared at the chamber with a solemn expression. He didn't think that he would have to compete with the lycan lord.

A frown formed on his face and seeing that Sylvia was not coming back any time soon, he then turned around to leave as well in a few seconds.

Meanwhile...

Outside the royal palace, Sylvia ran after the lycan lord.

"Lord... Lord Roman!" She caught up to him in an instant and stopped him by literally standing in front of him and blocking his path.

Hmmm? Roman raised his brows.

"Lord Roman, please wait a moment. What did you mean by your words? Do I possess a mana core?" Sylvia asked.

"Princess, did I offend you in some way?"

"Huh?" Sylvia shook her head.

"Then why are you mocking me?"

Sigh. This guy! Sylvia didn't know why this man was talking to her in riddles. She had had enough of it.

"Lord Roman, surely you must be aware of the fact that I am a complete novice in matters regarding magic and even our own innate beastial nature."

"I assure you that my words are sincere and do not possess any sort of malice."

Roman narrowed his eyes and stared into her clear blue eyes. She indeed seemed to be telling him the truth and yet, it was impossible for him to believe her words.

After a couple of seconds, he couldn't help but give in. He couldn't bring himself to doubt the woman in front of him. "Did you really form a mana core without realizing that you have formed one?"

The mere ridiculousness of the words coming out of his mouth made him grin wildly. Sylvia was taken aback and she bit her lips. "Is there something wrong?" She hated feeling clueless like this.

"Oh heavens! My dear, you need some guidance." Unable to resist the innocent look on her face, he raised his hand and patted her head lightly.

However, he realized that he had once again behaved in a manner that he did not intend to and he quickly explained himself. "I meant to say. Cough Cough. If you don't mind, I can personally guide you."

"That is... if you trust me."

He particularly emphasized the last few words as he knew about her background, a bit. Was she still hurting? He wondered.

The woman whom he had seen that day and the woman standing in front of him were completely two different people.

One was a weak helpless little girl while the other was a strong and powerful draconian princess.

And yet, the sadness in her eyes was still the same.