Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12 - Kill Him On A Whim

Isaac knew that his life was over even before the royal decree was announced. He could tell from the way his fellow soldiers passed him sympathetic looks and some even shook their heads in pity. If he wasn't so positive, he would have thought that he had been given a death sentence.

He tried to remain positive until the captain had called him and told him the "good" news, he was no longer required to serve the king because he has been granted in service to another, the cruel prince, Aldric.

Isaac didn't know how to feel about the news. Perhaps, he shouldn't have asked for trouble in the first place by making himself known to the cruel prince if he couldn't handle the consequences. But then, he had thought it polite showing the cruel prince the way when others wouldn't.

Sure, the prince had a horrible reputation, well, who was he kidding? He was dangerous, but the cruel prince was still a Fae. And a prince at that. It was right to be kind. Well, look where the kindness got him. Now he got the rest of his life to be polite to the prince everyone detested and avoided like a stroke of bad luck.

The captain sent him away to his fate with a pat on his shoulder and Issac wouldn't be surprised if he said a silent prayer for him as well. None of them hoped to see him alive the next time they met, nor did he - Issac - have high expectations either.

Prince Aldric worked alone and for good reasons. His reputation precedes him and the prince has never had any companion except for his unruly horse, Maximus. Who in their right mind would want to come close to the madman but he, Issac was about to break such a record and make Fae history. Yeah, he was so excited! Note the sarcasm.

Before Aldric was done with his meeting with the king, Isaac had already received orders that he was to wait for him with his horse. And that's how Issac found himself standing a distance away from the creature in the field. The horse Maximus had black manes and had the same temperament as his master, and it was safe to say they seemed to be cast in the same mold.

Maximus should have been escorted into the royal stable but the last time they had introduced him to a herd, he ended up attacking the other horses. One could not tell if the horse was as mad as its master or influenced by the dark magics Aldric feeds it during battle. One thing was for sure though, the horse was a loner and didn't react too kindly to force. If anything, it had a mind of its own.

The guards left the both of them alone and stood in their duty posts which meant it was just Maximus and Issac standing in the hot weather and waiting for their master. Fresh hay was dumped in front of Maximus but the horse had not taken a bite. The horse almost looked proud.

Issac stood with his arms folded across his chest, his face a stony mask even though his thoughts were all over the place. But he minded his business and calmly awaited his fate when someone threw hay on him. There was a frown on his face as he looked around to check who had done such a thing but there was no one in sight.

The guards stood ramrod straight and focused on their duty, they didn't look like they would bother him. Thus leaving Maximus who was sniffing the hay with his tail swinging side to side and there was no way the horse could have done that. Perhaps, it was a mistake or something and the wind could have been responsible - even though he had not felt any wind.

Hence, Isaac did not think much about it and looked forward. However, not long after, he felt another set of hay thrown on his body again and this time his sensitive ears had picked up the sound and it came from the direction of the horse. Isaac turned back to Maximus with narrowed eyes as he studied him, but the sly creature was moving around the lawn idly.

No, it was not a Fae playing games on him and there was something intelligent about that horse. So he minded his business again, but this time Issac was prepared to catch the culprit. But unlike his expectations, the perpetrator didn't move immediately and took more time than previously as if trying to throw him off.

Isaac was almost close to giving up when he heard the slightest movement and turned immediately only to catch the horse Maximus with his heel lifted as if about to kick hay on him.

"A-ha! I knew it was you!" Issac explained, delighted to have caught him in the act.

Maximus nickered and though Isaac could not read horse language, he had a feeling the animal was looking down on him for not comprehending him faster.

"Seriously, that's all you have to say?" Isaac could not believe that he was talking to, well, a horse.

"And to think that I would have a hard time introducing you, it seems the both of you are getting along fine." A voice said from behind.

Issac nearly broke his neck whipping around to face the voice and wasn't surprised to see that it was the cruel prince. It was merely a day and he could recognize his aura.

Prince Adric was standing there, the usual fiendish delight gleaming in his eyes and in the grin that split his face. No wonder everyone was scared of him, he looked unhinged and the king just gave him away like that. What a great fate he had.

When he began to walk forward, Issac thought the prince was coming towards him and had already braced himself for whatever happened next only for Aldric to wrap his arms around Maximus, rubbing his face on its side.

"Who is my big boy? Of course, you are!"

Issac's jaw nearly dropped to the ground when he saw the public display of affection. The behavior was not expected of the cruel prince. He was a cruel emotionless Fae who felt no pain and delighted in people's misery, that was what he had been told. The prince was not supposed to feel any affection, but it seems it was a lie and the prince does have something he cherished.

Thus Isaac was left dumbfounded as he watched the prince's and Maximus' interaction.

"You don't like it here?" Prince Aldric muttered, running his hand through the horse's mane.

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