CHAPTER 7

QUEEN CHRISELDA

“Thank the goddess for today’s game, my Queen. The performance from the damsels were more than what we expected,” Thelma said, following me towards the living room.

I hummed, agreeing with what she just said. “Indeed, it was more than what we expected. Way too much,” I said, taking my mind to the strange damsel with the pet wolf.

If not for her performance and the words of that lady, I would have eliminated her today. If my son is going to end up with the winner of this hunt, then the damsel must have a wolf, not a pet.

A true Luna must be able to summon her beast, and that maiden can’t. “I bet she won’t last long,” I said, scoffing out.

“Are you referring to the wolfless maiden from the arena?” Thelma asked, looking at me as we gradually drew closer to the living room.

“Yes, that weak omega,” I answered.

“Do you know what is funny, my Queen? That weakling was afraid to step out and fight when it was her turn. I was the one who pushed her out, and yet, she ended up ste