Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 497

Sylvia’s POV:

After the door was locked again, I quickly took out a match and lit up the candle. Then I looked at the clock on the wall.

It was already five-forty in the afternoon, so there were still more than two hours left before the so-called dinner.

A whole day had passed. I wondered what Rufus and the others were up to.

With the feeble candlelight, I began to look around the room. It was more luxurious than I thought. But it was relatively empty. There was nothing else in the room other than the shelf at the head of the bed covered with dolls.

I picked up a doll and looked at it closely. Perhaps this room used to belong to a young girl.

Just then, I noticed that there was a large mirror in the room. To my surprise, I was wearing a medieval-looking purple dress. The hemline of the dress was very fluffy, with layers of lace trim on it, and the sleeves were decorated with small, delicate pearls. What surprised me even more was my hair—it was permed curly and hung gently on my shoulders.

I fiddled with the wisteria necklace around my neck, feeling a little strange.

No wonder I felt so heavy just now.

I picked up the hemline with one hand and counted the lace. There were four layers in total.

I pursed my lips and tried to come up with a way to take it off.

If I needed to run, this dress would weigh me down.

As I stared at my strange reflection in the mirror, I caught a glimpse of a crevice in the wall. It was a hidden door.

I held the candle close to it and gently pushed it. The hidden door swung open, which surprised me.

I carefully poked my head in and saw that inside was a floor-to-ceiling wardrobe. It seemed that this was a cloakroom.

I walked inside carefully, my toes kicking the heavy hemline of my dress.

The cloakroom was complete. There was even a vanity table. Curious, I pulled open a drawer and found nothing but a few lipsticks.

I explored some more and found that the wardrobe was full of clothes of the same style as the dress I was wearing.

“Wow! There are so many beautiful dresses!” Yana exclaimed excitedly. “Sylvia, I want to see that pink one up close!”

I humored her and reached for the dress. When I got a better look at it, my cheeks flushed a bright red and I quickly put it back.

It turned out to not be a proper dress after all, but a pair of sexy underwear.

“How raunchy!” Yana grew even more excited. “Let’s see if there’s anything else! Why don’t you wear something like this and show it to Rufus? I’m sure he’ll like it!”

“How do you know he’ll like it…” I couldn’t help but blush. Whenever I made love with Rufus, he’d make me wear his shirt. Then he’d carry me to the desk, thrusting in and out passionately.

“I just know it.” Yana smiled playfully. “I’m sure Rufus won’t be able to restrain himself.”

“Oh, stop it, will you?” I interrupted her immediately to stop her from fantasizing. “We’re running out of time. Help me look for more clues.”

“There are only clothes here. I don’t think we’ll replace anything useful,” Yana concluded.

“Let’s at least try to look for something!”

I squatted down and rummaged through the wardrobe. Not only were there a lot of clothes, but a lot of shoes, too.

But I soon grew certain that the previous tenant of this room liked dolls very much, because there was a variety of dolls in every corner of this room.

Just when I was about to give up, I caught a glimpse of an intricately carved name plate in the corner. “Ashley Maurice.”