Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32: Play His Games

"What the hell?"

Those were the first thought that crossed Islinda’s mind when she woke up on the bare floor. She was shivering and her body hurt all over, it almost seemed as if someone tossed and rolled her on the floor.

"Good morning, Big sister!" A voice boomed from behind her, nearly giving her a heart attack.

Islinda turned and met Eli’s clear blue eyes which had a hint of cold, dark amusement in them which cleared away almost immediately that she wondered if what she had seen had been a figment of her imagination. The sleep must be messing with her eyes.

"Eli..." She breathed, running her hand through her hair that resembled a bird’s nest as she looked around her surroundings.

She lifted her worn-out duvet on the floor, brows furrowed in confusion, "What happened?" The last she remembered, she had been in bed with him.

"Don’t you remember, big Sister?" He blinked at her innocently.

She shook her head in response, "What happened?"

"You fell off the bed."

"Oh." Islinda’s brows drew together in realization even though falling off the bed was not a regular occurrence for her. But then, the cot was small in the first place and with Eli joining her, the space was smaller. It must be true.

If only she knew.

He continued to say with his childish voice, "I tried to wake you up so you could return to the bed big sister but you sleep like the dead and would not make a move. So I let you be instead and dropped the duvet on you so you don’t catch a cold."

But Islinda did not feel like she had used the duvet at all since the cold chilled her to the bones and the duvet sprawled far away from where she lay. But what does she know? Perhaps she had kicked away the duvet in her sleep, not to mention this was the first time she slept on the bare floor. No wonder she was shivering.

"In that case, thank you for looking out for me." Islinda easily believed him, reaching out to tousle his hair and the young boy gave her the brightest smile that could even shame the sun. Islinda did not think about the look she had seen in his eyes when she awoke thanks to his good behavior, pushing them to the back of her mind.

On the bright side, she had woken up before the others and had the time to do some chores before Madam Alice arose and tried to make her life miserable. But first, she needed to bathe.

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