Saya was steadily expanding her influence.
While Leopold held immense power, Ryan’s pride was too great for him to seek help again.
[It’s time to start our second move.] I sent a brief message to Alaric. [Expose Saya’s lies.]
Ryan had always believed that Saya’s love for him was pure and untainted. Even when she cried out that he had abandoned the weak, he would only sigh faintly,
“Saya just cares too much about me.”
I laughed. If only he knew that Saya’s “disability” was nothing but a lie.
What would he think then?
An amused glint flashed across Alaric’s eyes. He had already placed his spies close to Ryan.
Getting a person who could originally speak to say something wasn’t difficult.
One day, Saya was at the market, handing out the spices she had made. Her delicate features and graceful movements caught the attention of countless noblewomen from the wolf kingdom.
They thought that owning Saya’s spices would make them as desirable as she was- they, too, could marry a wolf pack’s prince.
-that
Suddenly, a cup of hot coffee splashed over her head!
The coffee dripped down Saya’s delicate cheek. She let out a sharp scream and instinctively cursed, “Do your paws belong to wolves or dogs? You can’t even serve coffee properly!”
The air went dead silent. The entire market was eerily still.
The next moment, voices rang out, “Saya, stop pretending! You’re not mute at all!”
Saya’s expression shifted from fury to panic and then to sheer dread. She instinctively opened her mouth to explain, but it was too late. The video of her cursing like a sailor had already gone viral across the wolf packs.
“Saya’s faking being mute!”
“What a conniving liar pretending to be helpless!”
poor,
The outrage spread like wildfire. Saya’s carefully crafted image as the voiceless victim crumbled in an instant. The sympathizers who once rallied around her turned into critics, condemning her deception.
And Ryan’s reaction? I would bet it was even more priceless than Saya’s meltdown at that
moment.
