Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146: Don’t Burn Too Brightly

Issac should have been mad when Islinda asked for another demonstration, but the childlike fascination on her face filled him with pride. This was only a simple trick and yet she looked at it like a big wonder.

So he cleared his throat and appeared detached as he said, "Such nonsense. This is not a circus, Islinda. Moreover, Why should I show you again when you’re too slow to ...." A book suddenly flew to his face with great speed, however, Issac snatched the book when it was only inches from hitting him, "Oh, you mean this." He grinned wide. freёwebnoѵel.com

"Outstanding!" Islinda clapped her hands with glee, blown out of her mind. She asked him eagerly, "How do you do that? Would I be able to do that too?"

Fae’s are naturally vain creatures who enjoyed praises more than anything and Islinda’s compliments really boosted his ego. Hence Issac clasped his hand behind him and answered with an air of confidence, "I told you earlier that the library is infused with magic that makes it easy to steer the abundant collection."

He pointed to the side of his head, "All I have to do is think of the book I need and I have it."To prove his point, a book floated from a shelf and landed exactly in his palm, "That’s how you do it."

Eyes shining with wonder, Islinda was about to pepper him with questions when Issac put up a hand and stopped him. With his chin lifted high, he explained calmly like a teacher,

"That is why we are not afraid to build our libraries so high. Usually pixies help pick the book off the shelves and save us the stress, however, those creatures hate Aldric and would rather die than grace his library. He played a cruel trick on a group of them in the past that would never be forgotten in the generations to come. Pixies bear great grudges. Yet can be easily bought over, but prince Aldric would rather them despise him than do such a thing."

"Wow," Islinda breathed, "Everybody hates Aldric."

"Yes, for good reasons. But that aside, do I need to offer more explanation?"

"No," Islinda said, starting to softly bounce on her feet as if warming herself up for physical activity. She cracked her hands and stretched her body drawing Issac’s attention.

"What are you doing?" Issac looked at her with a trace of confusion.

"About to put what you just taught me into practice."

"What?"

Before Issac could talk, Islinda shut her eyes in concentration and adopted the Fae’s posh poise from earlier, mentally picturing the topic she wanted to browse through. Islinda opened her hand so the book could land on it since she wasn’t confident of catching the book mid-air as Issac did.

However, Islinda waited for over a minute and nothing of such nature happened, making her wonder if she wasn’t concentrating hard enough. So she squeezed her eyes harder, nearly grunting as she pushed forward what she assumed was her mental ability and still felt nothing.

Perhaps, the book weighed as little as a leaf, this was the Fae realm after all where nothing seems as it is, so Issac said. Hence Islinda peeked out through a single eye, a furrow on her face when she found out that there was nothing there. And when she lifted that eye, a certain Fae’s collided with hers and broke her concentration.

"That was scary," Islinda was startled.

Issac did not blink as he gave her a long stare, his expression blank, causing her to fidget under the intensity.

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