Under My Control

For days, Niran continued to personally serve Prince Raul, earning a rare compliment from Butler Moller. He even congratulated her, noting she was the only one who had lasted two weeks with the Prince.

"I think he likes you," Butler Moller remarked bluntly. Niran blinked, unsure of what he meant. They were in the kitchen, where Niran was preparing some human food that Prince Raul often craved, especially with winter approaching. Butler Moller was there to ensure everything was done correctly.

The older man smiled warmly. "He's never shown interest in anyone before, but I've noticed how Prince Raul sneaks glances at you. He even asks about you more often."

Niran gulped, feeling a mixture of excitement and apprehension. This was her true intention—to lure the prince with her allure, to become his mistress, and eventually gain his trust. She was well aware of her beauty and the effect it had on men.