The promised dinner night soon came. Standing in front a woman she saw today for the second tunes, she felt nervous, yet excited at the same time. “Good evening, Miss Anastasia. I believed we have met before, yes?” in front of her is a woman with hair dyed in the shade of a midnight blue, her eyes are shining in golden hues, and her height is far superior than Anastasia’s—a proof of her wolf blo*d.
“H-hello, Lady Carmilla Von Esther.” Anastasia said with a proper curtsy. Carmilla Von Esther is Gavin’s childhood company. Born as the youngest child of their country, Valhalla’s Beta, she grew up with the future Alpha King and learned everything together. “It is nice to see you again, my lady.” She nervously added.
Seeing how formal and polite she is, Carmilla’s brow raised at her before she
