Miranda and Brittany glanced at each other warily after hearing my question, but both still looked hesitant to answer it.
Not until I folded my arms in front of my chest, staring at them with a stern expression did Miranda decide to speak.
"Eh... Ma'am? No offense, but we think you aren't... Exactly prepared for this ball." She stuttered, gulping hard. "Don't get me wrong, I'm sure you'll look stunning in that gown. B– But there are certain etiquettes involved in these kinds of events that you aren't aware of. Especially with werewolves involved."
Oh... That was unexpected.
In the beginning, I was expecting they'd use the opportunity to give me a subtle insult or something.
But their observation was helpful... While also adding to my growing anxiety about the ball.
However, I tried being optimistic. "Oh, well, thank you for your concern, girls. But I'm sure the Alpha's mother will be helpful in that regard."
