Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 427

Chapter 427: The Uncomfortable Breakfast

Islinda must have a knack for arriving late because everyone was seated by the time she arrived — including the king. This meant that when she reached the entrance, hundreds of eyes pinned her to the spot. The once excited chatter fell to a hush with her arrival and Islinda could not move because she felt like a small fish in the midst of sharks. They would consume her whole and leave no bones.

So Islinda took a deep breath and began to walk with her head lifted high. Her maidservant was not allowed to pass through, which meant another Fae was leading the way. Islinda could see the seating arrangement properly now.

Although they shared the spacious hall with the other Fae, the royal family was seated differently, sharing one long lavish table, the air around them regal and powerful. Islinda could feel the gaze of every Faerie in the hall boring into her and sensed her appearance was the cause of it. She already knew her pointed ear would be quite a sensation and it was working. Their expression was awed and surprised. She had given them more than they had bargained.

Now approaching the royal family, Islinda held her breath. She intentionally avoided looking in the King’s direction else their eyes collided. However, she tactically took note of every Faerie on the table and it was a big relief to see Aldric there. But the look on Aldric’s face nearly made her trip on her feet.

Aldric’s expression darkened with heat and looked as if he was one heartbeat away from placing her on the table and having his wicked way with her. Right in front of everyone. Islinda swallowed and snatched her eyes away only to meet with Valerie’s and the gods help her, it was no different from Aldric’s. Islinda swallowed, the princes on this table were horny.

"Your majesty," Islinda bowed her head to King Oberon, "It is a huge privilege to be invited to dine with you and Islinda honors it." She paid her respect.

"Rise, Islinda." King Oberon said her name for the first time, surprising her. Islinda stared at the king this time around and it was hard to understand what he was thinking. However, he exuded warmth and she took that as a good sign.

King Oberon said, "I have to admit, it was quite shocking when my lovely wife and Queen Maeve suggested that I invited you and...." He looked another way, "And my honored guest, Lady Elena, joined us for breakfast."

For the first time, Islinda sensed a hint of sarcasm from the king and she turned to glance at Lady Elena, acknowledging her presence with a slight tilt of her head and a polite smile. Elena reciprocated the gesture but Islinda could sense a bit of haughtiness from her, not that it concerned her. She was not interested in being friends with her.

If anything, Islinda was more disturbed by the fact that Queen Maeve was the one who invited her to join the royal table. Thus, her gaze shifted to the Queen who was seated beside the king as it was expected of her position.

"Greetings Fae Queen Maeve! I greatly appreciate the invitation to breakfast. I will never forget your favor!" Islinda showed respect to the Fae Queen too. Except this was no favor, but a death trap.

It would have been understandable had it been King Oberon, at least he was curious about her, but Queen Maeve? No. It can’t be anything good. What was the ambitious queen planning this time?

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