The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 561

Chapter 561: The Golden Cage

Primrose slowly opened her eyes, only to find herself in a place she had never seen before. She was no longer in the warehouse. Instead, she was surrounded by a room so grand and luxurious that it almost didn’t feel real.

She was lying on a soft bed covered with a blanket that seemed to be made from the fur of a white animal. It was unbelievably soft. As her eyes wandered around the room, she saw white and gold walls decorated with countless sparkling crystal ornaments.

Since she couldn’t move her entire head or even try to move freely, she realized that she had been sent into the past once again and could only watch everything unfold as a silent witness.

But... which life was this? Was it the one where she had suffered the most?

That didn’t make sense. If this was that lifetime, shouldn’t she have been living in misery? Why had she woken up in such a beautiful and comfortable room instead?

Before she could think any further, someone knocked on the door. "Your Holiness, we’re coming in."

A moment later, five temple maidens entered the Saintess’s chamber. They wore simple white dresses with matching white head coverings, and each of them carried a silver tray in their hands.

The first maiden stepped forward and placed a tray filled with freshly baked bread, warm soup, sliced fruit, and a pot of tea on the table beside the bed. Another carefully set down a basin of warm water and a clean white towel. The remaining three silently stood nearby, waiting for further instructions.

"Your Holiness, it is time for your morning meal," one of them said respectfully. "After that, the Cardinal will be waiting for you in the Hall of Light."

Your Holiness?

Primrose looked around the room once more, trying to make sense of what was happening.

A slight tremble ran through her eyes as she realized she was still in the same lifetime, the one where she had watched Lazarus die right in front of her. That meant she had also returned to the control of her biological father, the Cardinal.

If the Cardinal had ruled every part of her life, then she could already tell that this life wasn’t as beautiful as it looked.

"I understand," Primrose replied, even though the words left her mouth without her control.

After she finished her breakfast, the temple maidens helped her wash up and dress in the Saintess’s ceremonial robes. It was a pure white gown that fit her body perfectly without being too tight.

Several soft layers of fabric flowed gracefully from her waist to the floor, giving the dress an elegant and holy appearance. A wide gold sash was wrapped neatly around her waist, adding a touch of royalty to the otherwise simple design.

When Primrose turned to the mirror, she finally realized that she had golden hair.

But... wasn’t her hair black the last time she was in this memory?

Oh, wait. There were indeed traces of black hair at her roots.

"Your Holiness, we should probably dye your hair again tonight," one of the temple maidens said. "If we let it grow any longer, it will taint you."

Primrose twitched inwardly because she couldn’t understand what black hair had to do with being impure.

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