#Chapter 240: The Queen's Past

I couldn't help but chuckle at the Queen's words. "Whispers about the White Wolf, huh? I hope they're at least entertaining." The Queen grinned mischievously, looking just like her son. "Oh, very. Rumors have a way of taking on a life of their own around here. But I trust you're handling it well. Besides, a bit of mystery keeps things interesting." "True," I agreed, glancing around the sunlit room. "I might regret asking this question, but what are the most entertaining rumors you've heard about me so far?" The Queen leaned in conspiratorially. "Well, there's one about you having a secret rendezvous with a particular Prince in the royal garden." I laughed, surprised by the creativity of palace gossip. "That's imaginative, to say the least. The royal garden seems to be the epicenter of all things scandalous." Her laughter echoed through the room. "Indeed, it has that reputation." "And no offense to your son, but I'm taken already." "Oh Shana," the Queen waved me off