Lucy’s POV
Today had already been too much for me—a whirlwind of disappointment, confusion, and now, pure intimidation.
I wasn’t expecting another visitor, and definitely not her.
When the knock came, I rushed to open the door, only for my heart to lurch at the sight of the woman standing on the other side. She was regal, elegant, poised—the very picture of royalty.
“Hello, dear! Sorry to disappoint you, I'm his mother, not him,” she said with a warm smile.
I froze. My body acted before my brain—smiling, blushing, bowing, and cringing all at once. 'I wish Ken was here to show me how to properly greet his mother,' I thought, chewing my inner cheek in panic.
I bowed again, lower this time, not wanting to seem rude. It struck me—I’d been in her castle for days, and this was my first tim
