The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 58 [Eveyln's POV] By the second day into my etiquette sessions with Wendy, | was already looking to give up And I never considered myself to be a quitter. If there was something that | wasn't naturally good at, | would give it numerous attempts and keep a steady practice until | gained a decent enough control over the skill. However...what | was attempting to do felt so much more than merely learning a new skill. | felt as though | was forcing myself to become a whole other person.

Although | considered myself to be somewhat of a quick learner, there was a huge difference when it came from simply reading about a Luna's proper etiquette and then actually doing it, Wendy spent hours instructing me on the proper way one was meant to walk, sit, and remain composed during a conversation. My walking was wobbly, | kept forgetting to cross my ankles when | sat down each time, and | had a tendency to let my shoulders slouch after a while. | was stiff and terribly uncomfortable.

No matter how many tricks and pointers Wendy gave me, it never seemed to be ---- enough to ease the problems. Are women who leam this type of etiquette supposed to feel like they have a constant stick up their ass? "It just doesn't feel natural," | told Wendy. The woman had the patience of a literal saint. Whenever she would try and teach me something new, she was met with more questions. I've lost count of the number of times she had stopped whatever lesson we were on to correct me on something | was doing wrong.

Each time | failed, | felt myself sinking lower and lower into that dark recess of my mind. Honestly, how hard was it to sit down in a damn chair?! Well, apparently, it was impossible. It had only been a few days and | was exhausted. My confidence and assurance wasn't getting any stronger. In fact, it had the completely opposite effect. | was growing more and more frustrated and coming to the realization that | may be just a lost cause.

All| kept hearing was Fiona and Samantha's cruel laughter that echoed off the walls of the event hall when | especially failed at curtsying in front of the Queen and Princess. But Wendy was there to assure me that this sort of wasn't meant to come ---- naturally. "My dear, etiquette is an art. Many Lunas and Alphas are taught these things when they are very little because it takes years to accomplish," she explained.

"| do not expect you to succeed in these things off-hand on your first try." "| just feel like I'm not getting anywhere near the word 'better' and that I've just been wasting your time," | said weakly. "Nonsense. In fact, you should feel proud of your dedication for wanting to go through with this in the first place," she claimed. " There are many Luna's your age that could benefit from brushing up on a few extra lessons in etiquette." | tried to refrain from smiling, even though | had a pretty good idea whom she was referring to.

One corner of Wendy's mouth started to pull upward into a knowing smirk. "Whether you know it or not, you already seem to possess one of the most critical skills one can possibly ever learn in this field." | couldn't stop my brows from lifting into my hair. What could she possibly have been talking about? For God's sake, | couldn't even master walking correctly! "And that would be?" "You have the ability to keep your resolve when faced under ---- harsh pressures and scrutiny," she stated.

"1...What?" "During that Luna gathering, while Fiona was trying to make a public spectacle out of herself at your expense, you managed to keep your calm. You didn't once try to match her obnoxious energy. You didn't even, so much as raise your voice back to her."