Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 392

Chapter 392: Support Aldric

"Elena, you have to think about the future of our family!"

"Elena, you have to consider your status and reputation!"

"Elena, think about the consequences of your choices!"

Elena sat on her bed as her family lectured her about the importance of making a careful choice at the matchmaking ball that night. However, she was too focused on the anticipation of meeting the dark Fae prince later.

"Are you even paying attention?" Her mother waved her hand in front of Elena’s face, bringing her back to reality.

"You want me to choose Valerie," Elena stated the obvious.

"Yes," her mother nodded with softened eyes, trying to persuade her. "That would be the right choice. The safe choice."

"Why?" Elena wondered.

"Why?!" Her father scoffed, the muscle in his jaw visibly working. He said sternly, "I didn’t invest all of my resources into raising you for you to bring shame to this family!"

"Alfredo!" His wife warned him, her lips pressed together. The couple communicated silently, and he eventually calmed down.

She turned to her husband sweetly, "Could you please give me a moment alone with our daughter?"

Reluctantly, Alfredo left the room. He had seen the defiant look in Elena’s eyes and felt it was his duty to impose some sense on her. However, out of love for his wife, he respected her wishes.

"I hope you can talk some sense into her, because if not, I will personally ensure she understands the consequences of her actions. I will not stand idly by while she brings ruin upon this family," he threatened.

"Alfredo?" Juan waited for him to leave.

With some murmurs and grumbles, he finally departed, slamming the door on his way out. Elena, however, remained unfazed, wearing a bored expression.

Once her husband was gone, Juan approached the bed and crouched down in front of Elena. She gently took her daughter’s hand and looked up at her. "Elena," she called softly. "What is going on with you?"

It was unlike Elena to behave this way. While she had strong opinions about the Fae and was headstrong, she always did what was best for the family. But now, it seemed like she didn’t care if their family fell into ruin. She was acting strangely.

"What do you expect from me when you and father are the ones deciding my future?" Elena retorted sassily.

Juan stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, still holding Elena’s hand. She spoke tenderly, "But we’ve discussed this before. You always knew something like this would happen. You are a strong and beautiful Fae, and if you don’t find your bonded mate, you might not have the luxury of marrying the Fae you want."

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