CHAPTER 47

Lily's POV

I sighed seeing them disappear into the backyard, where I got those chrysanthemum flowers.

“We had such a feast that I feel full of satisfaction,” I said to no one in particular.

“I am surprised just as you are, maybe we should have more royalty visit us often,” Clara replied and we shared a light banter.

All the while, I noticed Winston stealing shy glances at Clara, so I smiled and excused myself to give them some moment alone.

“I'll clear the dishes,” I said and picked up the empty plates.

I walked into the kitchen to wash the dishes I had just cleared, thinking of the possibility of telling Marcus I was not going to be his mate. I was his slave and would prefer things to be that way.

As I was washing, I got distracted by my thoughts and a plate slid off my hand and shattered into pieces.

“Ouch!” I yelled in pain as the broken pieces pierced through my hands. I went to pick up the broken pieces despite the cut. As I went down, I felt a strong wind of deja Vu hit m