Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 336

Chapter 336: Old Tricks

Rosalind blinked in confusion to see Issac’s fiancée. What was she doing out here? However, she stiffened upon seeing the missing Wrry cat in her arms and she stroked the cat with an unreadable expression. Rosalind caught sight of the medallion as well and her grasp around the knife tightened, a deadly aura coming off her in waves. The Fae must know what was going on and must die.

"Sorry to interrupt you or whatever it was you were up to?" Issac’s fiancée Maxi said, with not an ounce of suspicion in her eyes which made Rosalind a bit confused. Perhaps, she was thinking too much and the Fae had stumbled here by mistake.

Yes, stumbled here by mistake with both the cat and the Wrry Cat. Rosalind found it hard to believe, this was a delicate situation. She eased up a little but didn’t lower her guard.

"I was enjoying the night air when I stumbled upon this cute, adorable cat, any chance you know who it belongs to?" Issac’s fiancée inquired.

Rosalind realized that this was the Fae’s first time in the palace and she must be overreacting too much. So she carefully set the load – Islinda – behind her and rubbed her clammy palms down her clothes and put on an act as she was used to.

"Oh right," She scratched the back of her head nervously, "The cat belongs to Miss Islinda. However, she is with Prince Aldric but I’ll be delighted to get those off your hands." She added with a polite smile, "If you wish of course. But you should know Wrry Cats are imps and can be quite a handful."

Of course, Rosalind does not care about the cat but is anxious to get her hands on the medallion. That would make her work so much easier; no one would track her whereabouts easily.

"Of course! I would not mind," The ignorant Fae said to her delight.

This was much easier than she thought and perhaps there would be no need to kill Issa’s fiancée since she would be out of there before any of them realized what she had done, with the help of the medallion. The less Fae she killed, especially Issac’s fiancée, the less scores Aldric has to settle with her.

"Although," Issac’s dumb fiancée said, stroking Prince Wayne’s fur, "I think he was quite a delightful company. But I wouldn’t mind handing him over to you, my shy Fae is waiting for me and we have a lot of plans for tonight," She gave her a knowing wink with a silly smile.

Rosalind gave her a sweet smile that didn’t touch her eyes while gagging inwardly at the mental images that assaulted her mind. She had pictured the Fae together in bed with Issac and it was disgusting.

She reached for the Wrry cat, meeting its gaze and warning it to behave having recalled their little drama in Islinda’s room.

"Cute cat," She rocked it gently in her arms, all smiles even though the thoughts she had for the creature were malevolent. Maybe she will leave with it too and teach the damn cat a lesson for the interruption to her plans.

"I’ll have that too," She held out her hand for the medallion.

"Oh right," Issac’s fiancée was about to hand it over to her when she stopped halfway, looking over her shoulder, "What is that?"

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