Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 603

Chapter 603: Cornered Animal

As the carriage rolled smoothly through the icy terrain, Islinda sat in silence, her gaze fixed upon the breathtaking landscape outside her window. The frozen landscape stretched out over uncountable acres of land, adorned with delicate icicles hanging from barren branches and blankets of pristine snow covering the ground.

After the confrontation with his uncle Karle, the overthrown High lord had made a carriage available for Aldric to transport him to the palace and out of all the many people the dark Fae prince could have chosen to ride with him, he had chosen her. Not Elena or even his uncle, but her. Islinda.

The significance of Aldric’s choice did not escape her notice. It was a subtle yet powerful gesture, one that left her feeling both exhilarated and apprehensive. She could sense the confusion and disapproval radiating from Karle, who attempted to protest against Aldric’s decision, but a single glance from the dark Fae prince silenced any further objections.

But despite the breathtaking scenery passing by, a palpable tension hung in the air between Islinda and Aldric, unspoken words weighing heavily upon them both.

Beside her, Aldric sat with an air of quiet contemplation, observing Islinda’s demeanor with a keen eye. Finally, breaking the silence, he remarked, "You’re mad at me, aren’t you?" frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

Islinda turned to him, her lips tightened into a thin line. "Why would I be mad?" she retorted, though the tension in her voice betrayed her true feelings.

Aldric’s brow lifted in mild surprise as he glanced at her, but he chose to remain silent. He was well aware of Islinda’s occasional moments of quiet contemplation, knowing from experience that she would eventually come around in her own time.

And just as he expected, there was a long pause before Islinda spoke again, her voice tinged with a mix of frustration and curiosity. "Why did you spare Karle?" she asked bluntly. "Was it because he’s your relative? You’ve never hesitated to eliminate others before. And besides, he deserved whatever punishment came his way."

"Oh," Aldric blinked, caught off guard by Islinda’s revelation. "So that’s the problem? Females are indeed quite perplexing creatures." He chuckled, the tension of the moment dissipating as he realized the source of her frustration. "Here I was, racking my brain over countless scenarios, trying to decipher what I might have done wrong this time. Who knew it was something so simple?"

Islinda regarded Aldric with exasperation. How could he not have grasped the reason for her anger? It seemed glaringly obvious to her, written all over her face. Yet, she supposed, males could never fully comprehend the complexities of female emotions.

"Moreover..." With a cunning smile playing on his lips, Aldric leaned closer, though Islinda remained seated across from him. Still, he managed to capture her full attention. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he deliberately addressed her by her full name, "Islinda Grace Remington, did I just hear you suggest that I take someone’s life?"

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