Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince novel Chapter 238

Sylvia’s POV:
I thought that I could train with Flora, but then Warren showed up out of the blue.
Harry and I scooched over to make room for him to sit.
“Sit here, buddy. You’re finally here! Please do help your weak wife,” Harry teased. I didn’t know if it was because of the heat or because of Harry’s words, but Flora’s face turned even redder than Harry’s hair.
“What wife?” Flora retorted in a low voice.
But it was time for us to practice on our own. Flora’s words were soon drowned in the noise around her. Warren glanced at her and repeated himself firmly.

“I can train you.” A hint of embarrassment appeared on Flora’s face.

Blushing, she whispered shyly, “Thanks. I’m sorry to trouble you.”

Something was off. Why were they so formal and polite with each other? Were young couples so awkward and reserved in their relationship these days?

“It’s no trouble at all.” Warren stood up and held out his hand to her.

“Let’s start now.”

“Already?” Flora was still in a daze. I elbowed her slightly and hissed, “Hurry up. There aren’t that many days before the parade. Take advantage of this period of time to train.”

Flora hesitated, as if her butt was glued to the chair. “Okay then…”

Grabbing Rufus’ hand, I asked worriedly, “Did you ask him to shave his hair?” Rufus’ jaw tensed up and he said in an unfriendly tone, “Naturally. Colorful hair is not allowed in the army
I couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “He doesn’t need to shave it all off. He just needs to dye his hair back to its original color.”

Rufus snorted and turned around, intending to keep walking away whilst holding my hand. “It’s a matter of self-discipline. If an army man wants a bird to nest on his unruly hair, then I have no choice
but to ask him to shave it.”