Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 526

Chapter 526: Another Time, Another place

Valerie, focused on preparing a meal, uttered with a calm yet firm tone, "You’re down," addressing Islinda without turning his gaze toward her.

Islinda approached quietly, aware that her presence hadn’t gone unnoticed by the Fae. She wasn’t surprised by Valerie’s keen perception; after all, the Fae were known for their superior senses. Standing beside the summer prince, she offered her assistance, "Do you need help with anything?"

Valerie’s response faltered as his gaze shifted towards Islinda, his eyes widening in surprise. "No, I don’t... think I need one," he managed to finish his words, his tone slightly flustered. The unexpected sight of Islinda seemed to have momentarily thrown him off balance.

Islinda’s cheeks flushed as she sensed the intensity of Valerie’s gaze, prompting her to shift uncomfortably on her feet. With a nervous scratch at the back of her head, she glanced up at Valerie shyly, questioning, "Do I look so strange?"

"Ye—No!" Valerie’s response came out as a shout, his own fluster evident as his eyes remained fixed on her. The unexpected intensity of the moment seemed to catch him off guard, adding to the awkwardness of the exchange.

Islinda had gathered her hair into a ponytail, a seemingly simple act that nonetheless caught Valerie’s attention. Accustomed to seeing her with her hair down, especially since they met during the cold winter season when she sought warmth, the sight of her in such a casual style left him momentarily stunned.

The simplicity of the ponytail highlighted Islinda’s striking bone structure, leaving Valerie momentarily speechless. His gaze lingered on her slender neck, a reminder of their intimate moments together, igniting memories he struggled to push aside. He couldn’t help but recall the sensation of kissing the delicate column of her neck, and the traitorous thoughts stirred within him.

By the gods! Valerie chastised himself for already having a physical reaction down there that served to heighten his discomfort, knowing that Islinda was not receptive to such advances. At the moment.

"No?" Islinda’s innocent yet captivating gaze met Valerie’s, her head tilted slightly in curiosity.

Valerie’s throat tightened as he took in Islinda’s appearance once more, his gaze lingering on her with a mixture of admiration and longing. "You look perfect," he breathed, his voice barely above a whisper, unable to conceal the sincerity behind his words.

The intensity in Valerie’s gaze caused Islinda to flush and avert her eyes. Why was he looking at her like that? They weren’t together anymore. She hadn’t pulled her hair up to seduce him; it was merely to conceal the streak of white that had appeared in her hair.

Islinda could somehow sense it,

Valerie was beginning to suspect there was something odd about her.

If he noticed the change in her hair, he might start prying into her affairs, something she wasn’t ready to confront.

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