Emilia's POV
I never imagined I would see Ron again in Klaus's castle, nor did I ever think I would have a day where I would dine at the same table as Ron.
"Please, esteemed guests, wait a moment. Alpha Klaus will join you shortly. Please be patient,"
Anthony gracefully bowed before leaving me at the dining table, subject to the scrutiny of those sitting with me.
In reality, I didn't understand why I was seated here. This dining hall wasn't where a slave like me belonged, but Anthony had merely instructed me to change into an elegant emerald green velvet gown without offering any explanation.
I sat at one end of the long table, and the scents wafting through told me that only alphas were seated here. Their attire indicated they must be individuals of some status, and they exchanged kn
