Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 448

Chapter 448: Try To Remember

Throwing her head back, Islinda savored the bliss of the hot bath as it soothed her aching muscles. When they returned to the same balcony from which she had been thrown over, he instructed her to go wash up. Not only was she a mess, but Islinda had not realized she was shivering all over. She had been in the cold snow for a while.

Now she soaked in the warm bath and wished she could never get out of it. The bath was so enjoyable. However, the heat was not enough to chase off the tremors that overcame her whenever she thought about not being human.

Islinda sighed deeply, throwing her arm over her face. Andre must be mistaken. She did not feel any different. She was still the weak, human Islinda. By the gods, how had her life become so complicated?

The water turned cold before she left the bath. She donned Andre’s tunic and pants and was still in the middle of drying her hair when she headed to the living room, only to stop short upon seeing Andre.

He had his back turned to her and had changed out of his earlier outfit, wearing a simple long sleeve tunic that did not diminish his beauty one bit. While Aldric had a cruel handsomeness and Valerie had a strong yet slightly effeminate beauty, Andre had this carefree beauty about him. He did not need to do much, and yet women would fall for him. The typical playboy.

Andre must have sensed her heated gaze, as he turned around and their eyes met. He winked at her and heat rushed to her face. To hide her embarrassment, she scowled at him in return.

He laughed heartily, saying, "Don’t fall for me, Islinda, or you will only end up crying into your pillow at night."

Islinda scoffed, "Cocky much?" She sighed, "Don’t worry, that can never happen. I already have enough male issues on my plate."

"Yes, right." Andre seemed to remember, his accusing gaze resting on her. "You seem to have a habit of collecting my brothers, Islinda."

"I’m not collecting your brothers, Andre." Islinda answered gruffly, slightly annoyed at the conversation. She turned away from him and grumpily located a seat and sat down.

Andre tilted his head, "Oh, is that so?" He said, "In that case, do you intend to marry both of them?"

"What?!" Islinda shouted, nearly choking on her saliva.

"I mean, it’s not impossible. Our father did marry four wives. It might be hard since you’re a human, well, not fully human anymore, but everything is possible once you put your mind to it."

Islinda stared at Andre with a dumbfounded expression. When she finally recovered, she told Andre, "You must have lost your mind."

"Then what’s our plan?"

"What?"

Andre walked over to her and before Islinda could do anything, he enclosed her with both arms in the seat, and she had no choice but to lean back, blinking in surprise at the gesture.

"You’re toying with two Fae princes, Islinda."

Islinda felt her hackles rise, "Who said I’m toying with them?"

"Today, you like Aldric, the next day, you want Valerie. When are you going to make a choice?"

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