For a moment, I thought about telling Bicker what had happened to Anmary, but I didn't know if she would blame her for provoking them. After all, she was a slave and they were the sons of a high-ranking alpha.
With that in mind, I sighed and dismissed the thought. I looked at Bicker's face, who seemed satisfied with the presentation to the kingdom. However, I felt that, as a Luna, I shouldn't give him any more trouble.
With that in mind, I remembered Marianne's words.
“Bicker... I need to ask you something,” I finally said.
Bicker looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “What is it?”
“Marianne asked me to choose a personal maid, but I want to choose a slave,” I hinted, afraid that Bicker would be angry with me.
However, he only raised his lips in a smile. “Oh, really? I don't think you
