Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193: Tell His Story

With eyes wide from shock, Islinda speedily turned to Aldric, "You are an illegitimate - mmmmh,"

Aldric pressed his finger against her lips, shutting her up. At first, Islinda thought it was because she mentioned a sensitive topic. However, when he didn’t take off his finger after a while, she peered down and was just about to react when the dark prince dragged the finger across her soft lips and a thrill of pleasure raced down her back.

Fuck.

However, Islinda was quick to realize that this was his attempt to seduce her again. Oh, not anymore, not on her watch, Islinda refused to be influenced again, especially not with Rosalind watching. She refuses to disrespect the Fae a second time. So she slapped his hand while shooting him a disapproving look. He better play nice.

Unfortunately, Aldric was Aldric - and a childish Fae at that. Islinda barely slapped his hand away when he placed the same finger on her lips again. Annoyed, Islinda repeated the same move but Aldric was a stupid pest that just wouldn’t die.

He continued touching her lips and she did not stop striking his hand. They went at it for almost five minutes and Islinda suspected the routine had become fun for Aldric and he didn’t want to stop anymore. Just her damned luck, he had to find touching her lips mad.

Unfortunately, Islinda made a great mistake.

Angry beyond measure, Islinda gritted her teeth and intended to use all of her strength to swat his hand, causing him enough pain and hopefully, he would stop. But it slipped her mind that Aldric was having fun, not to mention, he was a trickster. Islinda had just raised her hand to bat his hand except he made a false move of touching her lips only to stop midway, and she ended up striking her mouth instead and grimaced from the pain.

For a minute there, Islinda stood still like a statue and Aldric almost thought she had gone catatonic only for tears to slip down her cheeks like an endless stream. Then she wailed out loud.

Fuck!

Aldric knew that he had messed up when Islinda began to bawl her eyes out like a child. He stared at her with an innocent look, she had not even hit herself hard. Unfortunately, he forgot that humans were such fragile creatures and most of them were not resilient to pain.

So when he saw Islinda’s busted lips, his expression distorted and a strange guilt gnawed at his chest. This was his fault.

He turned to Rosalind and instructed her, "Call the healer."

Rosalind nodded her head and left.

"Here, let me see it." He wanted to touch her but Islinda pushed him away, looking at him with aggrieved eyes.

All of this wouldn’t have happened if he had stopped touching her lips, she glared at him.

"This is your fault!" She blamed him, cupping her bleeding lip with one hand, "All I wanted to do was to study Fae history in peace until you decided to tag along. You must really relish making my life a misery! All I wanted was answers! If you didn’t want me to know that you’re an illegitimate child, you should have not given me access in the first - "

"Just shut it!" Aldric snapped, startling her.

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