Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 335

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Chapter 335: Success At Her Fingertip

Aurelia was not able to lift a finger nor summon her ability because the pain was incapacitating. The effect of iron on Fae makes them unable to apply magic to their wounds quickly enough to heal before bleeding out. The poison from the iron was killing her faster than she could heal and she would need a healer to increase her chances of survival.

With a grunt, she placed her hand on the hilt and tried to pull it out but Rosalind chided her playfully, freewebnøvel.coɱ

"Ah-ah, if I were you, I would not pull that out and die faster. That is a fatal spot and any movement would worsen the whole thing. If you’re lucky enough, you’ll be found while I’m gone. And if you’re not, well, I guess that depends on your luck," She bowed dramatically," It was a pleasure working with you, Aurelia. "

With those words said, Rosalind went back to the place where Islinda was bundled up and hoisted her over her shoulder.

She gave Aurelia one last glance, "I hope you learn not to look down on the others if you survive this, that’s my advice to you." Rosalind mimicked the same tone the Fae normally used on her.

Sidestepping her, Rosalind grabbed the door, peering out once more to check if the hallway was empty. The coast was clear and she started down the corridor hurriedly before a Fae came her way.

Leaving through the front entrance was risky because there were Fae guards stationed there. Had it been the palace, Rosalind wouldn’t have been able to walk with such a conspicuous load on her back without being noticed. But Prince Aldric was not a fan of having strangers guard his castle and took on the responsibility. Moreover, his Ravens did a good job of keeping him updated on the security of the castle.

The Fae guards he had were countable and merely for show since they hardly patrolled around the castle. With the dark Fae prince taking the security of his castle upon his shoulder, there was little to nothing they could do.

Not to mention the castle has never experienced any intrusion or attack since the Faeries of Astaria fear the dark Fae prince and never encroach on his territory. In one word, you could say being a guard of the castle was the best job one could apply for; the guards had fattened from laziness.

Rosalind planned to get to the kitchen since there was a backdoor that would lead her to the courtyard. Having worked in the castle for long, she knew of the small wrought gate in the courtyard she could use to sneak out of here.

Conversation at the end of the hallway made her heart skip a beat and her eyes widened as Rosalind quickly found a corner and hid on time. The hallway was dim and the chatters grew louder as they got close to her and she pushed herself further against the wall behind her.

Rosalind was practically flattened against the wall, pressing Islinda’s wrapped up body to her side while she controlled her heart pounding against her ribcage. The both Fae in question were lost in conversation and did not notice her nor look sideways, walking past her.