Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137: Keep Her Alive

"My prince...." Aurelia gasped sharply when she came in to see the prince in Islinda’s room, her hand resting on her chest from the fright. She had not expected that the prince would be around with the time it took her to find the healer.

However, the prince was not fazed by her presence, looking no more than a silhouette in the pale light. No, he almost seemed to be cloaked with darkness and his unyielding gaze rested on a figure on the bed.

Aurelia’s heart almost leaped to her throat when she saw Islinda with her eyes closed and thought the worst. However, she picked up the soft rising of her chest with her sensitive ears and she breathed in relief.

For a moment there, she thought the prince had killed her. He was not incapable of that considering the human has brought him nothing but trouble since her arrival. Just like now, Prince Aldric stared creepily at the poor girl as if he wanted to strangle her in her sleep.

Just what does he want with her? Aurelia had no idea and was smart not to ask either. She might have known Aldric the longest but he doesn’t play favorites and would discard anyone who crosses the boundary in a twinkle of an eye - if he doesn’t kill the person. The dark prince doesn’t take kindly to anyone snooping into his business. Although why he kept indulging the human was above her, she would simply treat Islinda kindly as he wanted.

"The healer is here, my prince." She announced, and he finally tore his gaze away from Islinda and faced her.

"She’s asleep." He informed her.

"Did you put her to sleep?" Aurelia was tempted to ask but bit back her curiosity. Not knowing too much was better.

His eyes shifted to the healer beside her and she saw when he showed a flicker of recognition.

"It’s you again." He remembered her.

"Yes, my prince," Aurelia answered for the healer who had lowered her head and wouldn’t look him in the eyes. Unlike the first time she had been trembling like a leaf, the Fae was able to endure his presence a little longer this time.

"Doesn’t she have a mouth to speak, Aurelia?" Aldric’s lips pressed into a thin line showing that he was displeased with her interposition.

"My apologies, my prince," Aurelia said, stepping back and nudging the Fae forward.

The healer Fae came forward and Aldric’s intense gaze scanned her from her hairline to the sole of her feet.

"What’s your name?" He inquired.

"Zaya, my prince."

"Zaya," He murmured her name as if committing it to memory.

"You have come here a second time." Aldric pointed out with suspicion in his tone since most Fae tend to avoid him and his castle in general.

Zaya swallowed, "I need the coins and you pay handsomely," She confessed.

"Hmmm," Aldric breathed, rubbing his chin thoughtfully without taking his eyes off her.

"Heal her."

"W-what?" The Fae had not heard right and peered up at the prince in surprise.

"I want to watch you heal her. Come on now, get the job done or your head will be the one looking for a healer to stitch it back." His threat was not subtle, causing the Fae’s eyes to widen in fear. He told her, "My mind changes quite quickly."

Zaya looked between Aurelia and the Fae dipped her head, gesturing her to do as the prince wanted.

With a deep breath, the Fae walked over to Islinda’s bed and sat at the edge of it, lifting her hand only for the prince to warn her,

"Don’t wake her either. We did something naughty and I’m sure she would have a hard time processing it, hence the sleep."

Aurelia’s ears rang once she heard the prince’s words, nearly choking on her saliva while Zaya’s face was as red as a tomato.

Aurelia stared at the dark prince and back at Islinda’s sleeping figure with suspicion. What has the prince done to the poor girl? She was not ignorant of the prince’s lascivious appetite, hence the reason why Rosalind was there.

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