Chapter Seventy
Finding new allies.
Third Person’s Point of View
Fate knew that she was not well.
As someone who grew up knowing her privileges in being a fox, she was used to seeing the intentions of every being she met. The hue that radiates in them depicts what they feel and their intention towards her. She was too reckless, clearly forgetting that some emotions are rehearsed.
How naive had she been all these years?
“Fate,” Clayton called, gathering her attention. The strings of her emotion were affecting him. It was not enough to gather the eyes of the guests, but it was a clear indication that he needed to soothe his woman. “Is everything okay?”
“She’s not doing any better,” Her voice was soft, careful not to let another hear. Fate knew that despite how she seemed better in
