Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123: Two Strange Fae

Aldric was the bane of her existence!

Islinda glared at the darkening sky as frost-like pieces of white glitter began to fall and a snowflake landed on her hair.

She hated Aldric!

She hated winter.

Islinda remembered her life as a hunter and during this period, all the animals would have vanished deeper into the woods, making food hard to come by. For her, winter signified hard labor and she had never once enjoyed the season.

She didn’t come from winter in the human realm only to continue another round of such unrelenting cold in the Fae realm. What wretched power does the dark prince possess to change the weather so quickly?

She had been relishing the warm sunshine only for him to ruin it as usual. Of course, he didn’t even need to be close by, Aldric simply has a knack for making her life a misery.

Issac went on to say, "The kingdom of Astaria was built on the spring court’s territory. They’re blessed with the lush and prosperous land. Unfortunately, the King’s propaganda is to unite the Seelie and Unseelie courts and he has to be neutral. Hence, to maintain order and balance, the weather was enchanted so the princes could have seasonal reigns over it. "

Dread washed over Islinda.

The revelation was quite shocking and she had not seen it coming. How could these creatures have so much power? She could now understand why the war between the humans and Fae’s had to come to an end. The Fae were stronger but humans had powers in numbers. Both races would only cancel each other out.

Issac told her, "However, Prince Aldric has been preoccupied for years on the battlefield and the king was not stringent in observing his seasons. If I am right, he’s calling in on the seasons that he’s missed out on which means that we’re in for a long winter unless the prince changes his mind, which I highly doubt, the others would have no choice but to appeal to the king when they’ve had enough."

Islinda rubbed her temple, feeling a headache brewing. This was so much information and it was beginning to overwhelm her. She didn’t think that there would be too much politics in the Fae realm. Nor did she ask for this kind of life. Thankfully, she wasn’t Fae, nor a Fae prince or in her case, princess.

Islinda preferred a laid-back life with little or no drama at all. What she wanted was simple; a comfortable life with the one she loves. With enough food on her table, there was nothing else she could ask for. She and her husband would make lots of children and would raise them with love and discipline. Sadly, she couldn’t fulfill that anymore, not when she was a hostage in an unfamiliar land with its strange customs.

Islinda had a question at the tip of her tongue when Issac abruptly stood up.

"What is it?" She asked, recognizing the confusion in his eyes as he raked the side of his head. What was going on? He almost looked as if he wasn’t supposed to be here.

Issac opened his mouth to speak only to close it and looked ahead, he began to walk away without a word.

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