Islinda’s terrified scream echoed across the castle and every single Fae in that vicinity heard her. Even with the "romantic" lift from Aldric, Islinda put up quite a fight to the point that the dark Fae prince got annoyed and simply tossed her over his shoulder as if she weighed nothing and carried her over to her room. The "romantic Princess style" was just not designed for her.
"Put me down now, Aldric!" Islinda screamed like a banshee, "You don’t control my life! You don’t tell me what to do! Damn it! I don’t need your sick services. Just let me be on my own for once!" She shouted all to no avail.
As they walked through the hallway, they walked into Aurelia and the others and her eyes lit up with hope. It was a good thing she was facing the front and not behind, hence was able to catch the Faeries coming.
"Aurelia, quick, help me!" She reached in the air for her.
But to Islinda’s utmost shock, Aurelia and her entourage curtsied to Aldric with big smiles on their faces. Islinda did not know whether to find it strange or a huge relief that Rosalind was not among them. No, the Fae should have been here to witness how her lover manhandled her.
"My lady, my prince," Aurelia looked between them before focusing on Aldric, "I can see your method worked my prince, and my lady is in good health. I’m so in awe of your prowess, my prince."
In awe, her butt! At this rate, she might go back to being sick if someone doesn’t save her!
"Thank you, Aurelia," Aldric smiled brightly at the Fae who blushed at the rare sweetness in the prince’s tone, and Islinda face-palmed, disappointed. Of course, the damn Fae was on Aldric’s side. She had no one here.
Aurelia continued, "Forgive me, my prince, for arriving late. I took note of my lady Islinda’s health and decided to let her sleep in. However, we were just on our way to get her prepared for the day, but you obviously beat us to it," She chuckled nervously," Perhaps now, if you permit, my prince, we will take it up from now."
Yes! Yes! Islinda hoped inwardly. Just hand me over to her, Islinda was eager to hop into Aurelia’s arms. No matter how strict and grim the female Fae was, Islinda would rather deal with Aurelia over Aldric any day and time.
For a moment there, it looked like Aldric was about to give in and hand her over to Aurelia. Islinda’s heart leaped in joy and it showed on her face only for him to announce,
"Thanks for the offer, Aurelia, but your services are dismissed for today. I’ll be fulfilling all of Islinda’s needs."
"Wait, what?!" Islinda’s head whipped towards Aldric, her neck beginning to hurt from that position.
Aldric faced her with a gleam in his eyes, "That’s it, Islinda. You heard, right, all of your needs, including your intimate ones will be taken care of by me." He announced to Aurelia while flashing Islinda a conspiratorial grin.
And the hidden meaning beneath his words was all Islinda needed to scream at the top of her lungs.
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