Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 409

Chapter 409: Such Empty Promises

Aldric said, "Explain further, how you plan to elevate me to the throne," in an attempt to placate the young tiger that believed its claws had grown long enough for it to go hunting on its own.

"Let us dance first, your highness," Elena said with a sly smile.

Aldric, of course, saw no issue with that. To dance with such a lovely Fae as her was flattering. He was curious to see what would become of this.

Taking his hand, Elena ushered him onto the dance floor. Encircling his neck with her arms, she pressed her ample chest against him while also arching her hips. There was not even an inch of space between them as they were pressed together.

Aldric was not stupid; he knew what Elena was offering, and while the sensation was thrilling, he preferred a more challenging conquest. It made him more aroused and reminded him of a certain human. Where was she by the way?

He lifted a brow, arrogantly, "Are you ready to talk then?"

"Can’t we just enjoy the moment?" Elena sighed, growing tired of his persistence to talk. "This is a party after all. You should relax." She attempted to massage his scalp as a gesture to help him relax, but he swiftly caught her hand.

"Not my hair." He warned.

"Fine," Elena huffed, frustrated with his resistance. "As you wish."

Silence fell between them, but Elena found herself far from bored. She looked at Aldric with fascination, considering it progress to be dancing in his arms. Meanwhile, Aldric narrowed his eyes suspiciously. He spoke, breaking the silence, "Aren’t you afraid of the consequences of dancing with me? I see Queen Maeve over there, glaring at us. She’s probably imagining burning us to a crisp."

"That sounds delicious," Elena flirted with him.

Once again surprised by Elena’s response, Aldric found her intriguing. However, maintaining his guard, he wondered if this was another ploy by Queen Maeve to distract him while she harmed Islinda. Was Elena of the Raysin family genuinely interested in him? No, it can’t be.

Unless she wanted a taste of him.

Before he made Rosalind a steady "companion" Aldric had brave noble females climb into his bed. They considered him an exotic Fae and wanted a taste of his prowess in bed. Good. It’s been a while since he scratched his itch. But then, Aldric was not stupid. Elena was reserved for Valerie. This might as well be another trap. He scoffed inwardly, Queen Maeve was getting creative.

You should know," he began cautiously, "Procrastination only makes it easier to see through the cracks."

Elena’s frown deepened. "You think I’m nervous and uncertain? You believe I am not serious?"

Aldric shrugged nonchalantly. "What can I say? I am a busy Fae," he replied, his gaze hardening. "And I find your timing quite suspicious. I do not appreciate having my time wasted."

"Do you think this is a trap?" Elena gasped in disbelief.

"You tell me, is it a trap?" Aldric challenged.

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