Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 180

Chapter 180: A Naked Maxi

"Where are you taking me, shy Fae? It’s been minutes already," Islinda complained, dragging her feet along as she followed after him.

"Seriously, stop it!" Issac stopped walking and turned to give her a sharp glare that could vaporize anyone on the spot if he was capable of it.

Islinda halted at the same time with enough space between them, noticing the serious look on his face.

She shrugged, "Fine, let’s call a truce then."

"Yes. A truce. Finally!" He eagerly gave in now that he was at the receiving end of it.

Issac visibly relaxed upon her words knowing she wouldn’t tease him anymore. It had been fun taunting Islinda until she returned the favor.

"We are here," He said, coming into the horse barn that was separated from the castle building.

"Why are we here?" Islinda couldn’t help but ask, although that didn’t stop her from appreciating the view.

The barn was made up of large stalls where the horses can rest and sleep, and she could spot about six horses in it. The walls and ceilings of the barn are made from wood, and the floors were covered with dirt to provide a comfortable and safe environment for the animals. It had a large open area which Islinda guessed was used for exercising the horses and an arena for training purposes.

And it was that arena that Issac headed to, leaving her no option but to follow after him, but not without whining irritably.

"Seriously, I don’t understand what is going on here, Issac. I told you to take me to Maxi, not to tour the horse barn. I understand this makes a pretty sight but let’s focus on priority first." She continued to talk even as Issac opened the small wooden door of the arena and went in.

Islinda did the same.

"Could you for once respond to me and not me sound like a fool," Islinda nagged the Fae when there was nothing but silence from him.

However, she noticed Issac walk closer to a very intimidating black stallion, and the words she was about to badger him with vanished at once.

It was astonishing.

Islinda had seen the other horses in the stall and none of them could be compared to this one nor could she guess the breed, not that she was knowledgeable about the animal. Islinda loved horses back in the human realm, but she was poor and couldn’t afford to own one. Whenever she could afford it though, she went to watch horse racing as a treat and to reward herself for working hard.

Hence, she had seen a lot of horses, but nothing like this one. The black stallion was majestic, powerful, threatening yet beautiful. Islinda did not need a soothsayer to tell her that the horse belonged to Aldric. She could only imagine the dark prince riding this monstrosity; it fitted them.

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