Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 693

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Chapter 693: Kidnap The Dark Fae Prince

Aldric’s rage intensified, his eyes burning with a mixture of betrayal and fury. "Maxi, what is the meaning of this? I asked you not to come to the winter court..." His eyes narrowed as it dawned on him. "So this is it—you and Islinda, both in cahoots. How was I so blind not to see her turning everyone in my household against me?"

"Oh God, no," Maxi groaned dramatically. "I liked you more when you were a heartless bastard than this doubting fool you are right now."

"What? A doubting fool?"

"Yes, that’s exactly what you are—not seeing Elena clearly manipulating you. How the mighty have fallen. I always told you your cockiness would be your downfall one day."

"Stop trying to make a fool out of me!" Aldric said, feeling a cold fury settle in his chest. "You have betrayed me twice now, Maxi. You and Islinda have always been friends, and you expect me to believe that she did not manipulate me, twisting my mind to suit her needs."

Maxi lifted a brow. "Really? You truly believe that Islinda is a witch?"

"There have been so many weird things about her lately. That could only explain it."

"And you think what? That I would support a witch? And for what? To what end? You should hear yourself, Aldric. You sound very stupid right now," she insulted him.

"Enough!" Aldric thundered, her insult now getting to him. He was considered the realm’s smartest villain, and now Maxi was pointing out that Elena, the one he trusted, had bested him. And that Islinda was innocent. Aldric did not know what or who to believe anymore. Either one side was telling the truth or both sides were fooling him for their own agenda.

Maxi shook her head, a look of genuine pity crossing her features. "Aldric, you’re lost in your own paranoia. You don’t know who to trust anymore, do you? But ask yourself this: why would Islinda gain from allegedly manipulating you? Furthermore, what would I even gain from supporting her?"

Aldric sneered, "The human realm, have you forgotten? I’m the only thing standing in the way of her return to where she belongs. And you, haven’t you lost faith in me already? You don’t think I embody our vision anymore. I am too lost in my ambition. In my anger! You wouldn’t hesitate to choose a new champion if one appeared!" He threw his head back and laughed bitterly, "Is that why you’re here? To set Islinda free? What has she promised you? To manipulate and turn me into a puppet that perfectly carries your vision! Tell me, what is it, Maxi?" He shouted at her.

"Yes, you’re right!" Maxi countered, "You’re right that I’m here to free Islinda. But that’s not all I’m here for. I’m here to free you from whatever charms that Elena has used on you. Because I swear to the gods, you’re beginning to annoy me. But don’t worry, the witch we’ve employed will undo whatever Elena has done to you."

"What? What witch?" Aldric’s face darkened when he realized what she was up to. "You must be dreaming if you think I’m going to let anyone lay a finger on me. I am done with all of your manipulations," he said, his body already poised for a fight.

"Well," Maxi sighed in disappointment, "not that I thought you would come willingly and we’d do it the easy way." A slow, twisted smirk graced her features, thrilled at the offer. "A fight it is then."

Aldric’s features hardened upon recognizing that sickly delighted look on Maxi’s face. She was not giving up. Well, he was not going easy on her either.

The air crackled with tension as Aldric and Maxi locked eyes, their intentions clear. Maxi, with her piercing dark blue gaze and lopsided grin, had no interest in killing Aldric. She wanted to incapacitate him, to take him to the witch who would help bring him to his senses.

On the other side, Aldric, his face bearing a mixture of anger and determination, had no intention of losing to Maxi. His powers surged within him, ready to be unleashed. With a swift motion, he brought his winter ability, to the surface.