"What is your plan for the Grand Festival?" a maid asked Brigid as they polished the golden candlesticks in the hallway.
"Nothing much, I just can't wait to watch the combat trials. I heard the strongest Alphas from every pack will compete. What about you?"
The younger maid chuckled softly, adjusting a floral arrangement. "I'll be too busy serving wine and keeping the guests happy. The King wants everything to be perfect, especially with so many important eyes on him." She lowered her voice. "Besides, I heard Lady Valkyrie is going to be crowned and marked as his chosen mate and Grand Queen in front of everyone."
"That rumor has been spreading for quite a while now," Brigid commented, her voice displeased.
"You don't seem very happy about it," the maid raised a brow.
"Simple. She is n
