"Do tell Rosalind, who made you the speaker for all Faeries in this castle?" Aurelia questioned her with a stern and intimidating aura while Rosalind looked around nervously like a rat caught by humans and was about to be sent to the land of the great beyond.
Aurelia was a sweet and kind Fae, so the sudden darkened expression on her face seemed out of place. Rosalind probably didn’t see this interrogation coming and had no time to brace herself or come up with an excuse since a Fae can’t lie.
Moreover, she was not as shrewd and cunning as her lover, Prince Aldric. There was a saying in the human realm that birds of a feather flock together, Islinda guessed Rosalind was a chicken, not a bird. Because Aldric’s shamelessness did not rub off on her at all.
"I thought I was making the best decision for everyone." She answered nervously, fiddling with her hands which became cold and clammy.
"Exactly, my question, Rosalind. Who gave you the right to make such decisions for all of us?" Aurelia pressed on the issue, determined to get an answer.
Rosalind looked at Lizy and the other Fae with a helpless expression, but none of them could assist her. And try as hard as she could, Rosalind could not maneuver her way out of it.
Islinda seeing her pitiful situation decided to step in and said, "I think it was not her intention to -"
Aurelia interrupted her, "I believe I didn’t ask for your opinion, yet, my lady," Though she sounded polite, the cold and disapproving look Aurelia gave Islinda made her press her lips together and she suddenly felt like a fool for intervening. It seems Aurelia’s mind was not easily changed this time.
Rosalind was better left answering the query alone.
"I’m sorry!" Rosalind cried out suddenly and fell on her knees, her face to the ground. She poured out her grievance to Aurelia, lifting her head to say, "She’s an ordinary human, yet the prince treats her as if she’s something special."
"She is something special!" Aurelia retorted instantly with so much intensity that her voice echoed across the wall and Islinda was left dumbfounded.
She was special? Her face was full of confusion and she let it show. How was she special? Because she’s Valerie’s past lover? Being the crown prince’s ex-lover, does it entail such respect in the Fae realm that even Aldric has to treat her well? Islinda had so many questions with few answers. It was slightly confusing.
"The fact that she is Prince Aldric’s guest makes her special or have you forgotten that any disrespect towards her is a slap on the face of the prince or have you forgotten that?" Aurelia lectured her and guessing from the way Rosalind paled, Islinda figured out that she spoke the truth.
While Rosalind was facing Aurelia’s wrath, Islinda experienced inner turmoil. Wasn’t she a prisoner? Why was Aldric treating her this way? Was he extending basic courtesy or was she too vital to his plan, he couldn’t afford even a hair on her body to go missing? Islinda couldn’t figure out his true intention.
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