Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 451

Chapter 451: Her Mother Was Alive

"Well, about that, I have a few theories...." Islinda’s heart skipped a beat as soon as she heard that, and she grew hopeful. Her eyes lit up like a starry night as she drew closer to him.

"Quick," she demanded. "Tell me? What am I?"

Andre said, "I think you might be half Fae."

"What?" Islinda said, stunned.

"Our kind has the closest boundary to your realm, and there are texts that suggest the existence of other supernaturals in their realms, often sneaking into your realm for some strange reason. Your realm is like a beacon calling to those ruthless, bloodthirsty creatures. However, our kind has the biggest war with your kind and hides in plain sight. Not to mention, there are a lot of half-breeds in Astaria. It’s not surprising if one has been living in the human realm and didn’t know. That is the basis for my assumption."

"Wow," Islinda breathed, blinking up at him. That was a lot of information to take in. She stuttered, "B-but I can’t be half Fae... I’ve seen half-breeds and their appearance is proof of their mixed heritage, but look..." Islinda tugged on her ears. "My ears are rounded and don’t show signs of getting ’slightly pointed’ anytime soon. Plus, I’ve lived in my village my whole life, and if they had suspected I was anything other than human, they would have executed me a while ago. Why do you think there are so many half-breeds in Astaria? It’s because the fae realm tolerates them while humans are too scared of the unknown. Half-breeds are too fae to be human and at the same time, too human to be Fae. They are stuck in the middle of an identity crisis that might follow them for the rest of their lives. So forgive me if I don’t agree with you on that."

When Islinda looked at Andre, she expected him to be angry that she didn’t agree with him. However, he didn’t seem affected at all. In fact, he appeared amused and proud of how her mind worked.

"Of course, Islinda, you didn’t think that was my only theory?" He smirked, even though there was nothing funny about the situation.

"You have more reasons?" Islinda was intrigued.

"Why do you think there are gaps in your memories if you were not brainwashed? And what are the chances your mother might be alive?"

Bam!

It felt like an explosion occurred in Islinda’s mind. She stumbled back a step, the thought too fragile to consider. Her mother might be alive? Islinda questioned mentally, her mind reeling from the possibility.

"No," Islinda shook her head stubbornly. She glowered at Andre; he had crossed a line this time with such a baseless theory. She snarled, "Tell me that you’re not playing mind games with me right now?"

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