13. Antics and Misfortune (3)

‘How did this man know?’

The question flashed through Sashal’s mind.

It’s hard to tell about her pregnancy while wearing a puffy dress and an oversized robe wrapped around her body. Moreover, her belly is also yet to protrude much.

Even the Arena staff who escorted her to the VIP booth did not mention anything about her pregnancy. Pregnant women are not allowed to enter this place, you see. So how did this man find her pregnancy?

Sashal didn’t usually feel this intimidated. But that night, she felt a swirl of cold air in her chest, knocking to warn of danger.

Her initial guess about the man as a male courtesan slowly crumbled.

‘He knows my identity, somehow.’

That was why the man’s questions, which she took as a mere rhetorical question, were actually directed at her, the wolf queen.

Her cover had been blown by a strange man who deliberately approached her.

And the unpleasant feeling that immediately spread across her chest upon realizing this made her tense up even more as she faced