Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 416

Chapter 416: Conniving Bastard

Islinda was dressed in a nightwear that left little to the imagination. It had spaghetti straps and through the use of lace, offered glimpses of the body beneath. It wasn’t just the fireplace, her room was designed in such a way to ward off the cold. She might as well sleep naked this winter and the cold wouldn’t get to her.

Yet, she did not dare to sleep naked.

Perhaps, it was the awareness that she was far away from the safety of Aldric’s castle, but it would be much easier running for her life with her clothes on, than without it. Not to mention, she did not feel safe, even with the amount of security standing outside her door. What if someone snuck into her room while naked? That would be a recipe for disaster. Nor did she dare to give an identity to "who" would dare to sneak into her bed.

"Ugh!" Islinda kept turning and tossing on her bed. She couldn’t sleep a wink. Her mind was super active and kept on digging up far-stretched imagination. Aside from that, danger still hovered around her and that increased her inability to sleep.

A knock at her door drew her attention from her thoughts and her senses sharpened at once. Islinda’s brows furrowed while her pulse leaped in both anticipation and fear. Who was it? Was it time for her to die? Except if someone wanted her dead, they wouldn’t knock?

Islinda summoned the courage to ask, albeit, cautiously, "Who is it?"

"It’s me."

There was no valid proof of identification but Islinda could identify that voice even in her dreams. Prince Valerie.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."

Islinda cursed over and over as she scrambled from the bed. Her heart was beginning to beat fast just as her cheeks warmed. Valerie was outside her doors. What was he doing here at this time of the night and why did the guards let him in? But of course, he was the crown prince of Astaria and had lots of power.

Islinda had no idea what had been going on in her mind when she quickly reached for the wardrobe and grabbed a shawl she wrapped around her upper body. Her nightwear was revealing. In the past, Islinda would have gladly flaunted her body, but now, their relationship was somewhat confusing. She was honestly not comfortable with him seeing her at this time of night as well.

"You can come in," Islinda shouted, hurriedly adjusting the shawl one last time.

Valerie came into the room with a smile on his face. When his gaze rested on her, he was surprised to see the shawl and it was not hard to guess she put that on at the last minute. Although he tried not to show it, Islinda saw the little disappointment in his eyes and it made her feel guilty. Everything was her fault and she shouldn’t have encouraged him with that little kiss in the garden tonight.

Valerie quickly composed himself but his intense gaze ran the length of her and she shivered from the look in his eyes.

"What are you doing here at this time, Valerie?" Islinda intentionally roused his attention. He can’t look at her that way. As if they were still together.

"I came to check up on you." He answered, closing the space between them.

"Well, as you can see, I’m good," Islinda answered nervously, tactically trying to get away from him.

Valerie tilted his head, watching her with his brows furrowed. He said, "You’re avoiding me."

"What?" She breathed.

"You are not comfortable with me." He realized, his gaze cutting through her. He could see through her facade.

Islinda chuckled, "What are you talking about?"

"Don’t lie, Islinda." He said and Islinda straightened at once. The fake smile she had put on her face vanished at once.

"W—wat....why.... " Islinda just could not understand. Why would he bind himself to such an oath? Why would he do it for her? She was a nobody. frёewebnoѵēl.com

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