Islinda stared back at Aldric in wordless amazement. Her mouth fell open and closed on its own while her eyes were wide from the shock he treated her to.
At once she squirmed, trying to ease out from beneath him but Aldric only pinned her down with his body and her effort was futile. It was a huge mistake at the same time because their bodies were pressed flush so that she could feel his form. All these muscles beneath the clothes, no, she can’t go there.
Islinda swallowed numbly, she was not a novice to Aldric’s mean schemes but what bothered her was how far he would go all just to get an answer from her. She did not remember being mandated to respond to his ridiculous question, not that she had any choice.
"Why won’t you talk?" Aldric asked with a twisted smirk that made him look all the more devilish, "Is the question too hard for you?"
"That is a stupid question, Aldric. You are not Valerie." Islinda glared at him with indignation to show that she was displeased with his action.
If he really cared about her, he would not open up an old wound that she wasn’t over with completely. And to think he was comparing himself to Valerie made her a whole lot furious.
However, either Aldric did not notice the building anger inside of her or he blatantly ignored it and went ahead to say, "I am not Valerie, but you can imagine me as one. All I just need is for you to answer my question."
But the dark prince caught himself at the last minute as his face twisted with disgust, "No, don’t imagine me as that pompous prick, just take him out of the picture and imagine me instead as your prince charming. What would it be? Would you have fallen for me?" He asked with expectations, awaiting her answer.
Islinda furrowed together, disturbed at the fact that the dark prince dwelled on an alternative that would have never happened. At this point, she could not tell if this was a test or prank, or both. By the gods, she could feel a headache approaching.
"Valerie is gentle and kind. With your wicked character, Aldric, I hardly doubt I wouldn’t have put an arrow in your chest myself." Islinda gave him the truth as it was.
Had it not been for the fact he possessed superior abilities, she would have killed him for murdering Ryder and her family members.
To be honest, Islinda had expected Aldric would be disappointed by her answer, after all, her response did not favor him, but to her surprise, he burst into laughter that left her confused. What was funny about what she said? She basically admitted she would have killed him. Was committing murder funny?
"Just as I thought," Aldric said with a crinkle in the corners of his eyes, "Our meeting would have been a rather sizzling, romantic one. From enemies to lovers has always been a glorified and lovely genre."
Islinda was gobsmacked, giving the Fae strange looks as if he had lost a damned mind.
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