Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165: Caution Was Not Her Style

Islinda never thought she would be able to sleep while being filled with nerves and excitement at the prospect of sneaking out of the castle, however, she dozed off as soon as her head found the pillow.

She was deep asleep when someone touched her and she woke up screaming, or at least tried to because a hand clasped her mouth, cutting off the sound.

"Hello."

It was Maxi and she looked thrilled.

Islinda sat upright sluggishly, still feeling sleepy. Maxi woke her at the best part and she was nearly tempted to lie back down. But she had no idea when another opportunity like this would arise. Also, she couldn’t disappoint Maxi. A deal was a deal.

"Is everyone asleep?" She yawned, stretching out her body, and forced herself to her feet.

"Yes, we can leave now," Maxi announced, looking out through the open window like a burglar ready to cart away its victim’s property.

"Okay." Islinda breathed, heading to her wardrobe and took out a furry overcoat which she put on, and struck a pose, "How do I look?" She asked, unsure,

"Do you think I’m overdressed for the occasion?"

"Nonsense! You look perfect!" Maxi stared at her with fascination, almost like a child enamored with a new toy.

Islinda blushed under her steady gaze, stunned by her sincerity. The Fae sure did not have a shy bone in her body.

Before Islinda slept off, she had taken off the gown and wore her usual tunic which had elaborate embroidery on it, and dark pants. Now, all she had to do was put on her boots that reached up to her knee. Unlike her, Maxi was wearing a thin strap gown that made her question if she had forgotten it was winter.

"You should wear one too," Islinda brought out another of her furry overcoats although it was of a different color.

"No, I don’t need -"

"This way we would look like sisters," Islinda said and that was all it took for Maxi to cover up.

Islinda stepped back to appreciate the sight, grinning at her handwork. They were covered thoroughly from their head to their feet and were good to go.

"Now, one last thing, sit. " Maxi said, pushing her back onto the bed and that was when Islinda realized Fae came with a small bag.

She told her, "If we are going to have fun tonight, we need to blend in with the others and I have all we need."

It turned out that Maxi was good at disguises and applying face paint because Islinda ended up having pointed ears and not even a single magic was used. However, Islinda noticed she hid the unique markings on her face and that prompted her to ask,

"Why do you hide them? It’s beautiful." She wanted to know.

Maxi said, "Being different draws attention, we don’t want that, do we?"

Although she answered her, Islinda was not thoroughly satisfied with her response. Does it mean she was different from other Faeries? Was she like Aldric?

Islinda’s heart skipped a beat, suddenly feeling alert. However, Maxi has not given her a reason to be cautious. If she was a bad person, Issac would have warned her. Moreover, caution was not her style.

Instead, Islinda looped her arm around hers, "I guess we would be different together," She smiled at her.

Maxi smiled back and it was a beautiful sight to behold. If only the Fae was male, she would have chosen her over Valerie any day.

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