Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 755

Chapter 755: Her True Form

Maxi paced up and down the room. Her mind was all over the place where she had bitten her nails short from panicking. Azula was still unconscious on the floor and she had no idea what to do. She could not take her out of here and back at Aldric’s castle where he could look after her, no, she wouldn’t even walk ten meters before the guards stopped her.

She couldn’t contact Aldric either. The fool would lose his cool before thinking of the consequences. At this point, she could do nothing but sit still and pray. And that was saying a lot since she had not prayed in like centuries.

Islinda woke up with a loud gasp, her eyes regaining its focus. She sat up abruptly, breathing heavily as if she had been underwater for too long and had just surfaced. The light felt harsh, and she groaned, the sounds around her seemed amplified as well. She took a moment to gather herself, reeling from everything.

Maxi, who had been anxiously pacing the room, froze when she heard the gasp. She rushed to her side, her face a mix of concern and relief.

"Azula, You....!" Maxi froze, her eyes widening at the sight of her.

Islinda turned to face her, a small, victorious smile forming on her lips. "It’s me, Islinda. I’m back." she confirmed, her voice steady but carrying the undertone of exhaustion.

"Oh, Islinda...?" Maxi said, her tone quite bland and high-pitched with what almost sounded like anxiety. Islinda assumed that Maxi, her sister and a friend, would be the most excited to have her back. But that didn’t seem to be the case here.

"Yes, it’s me. The one and only." Islinda giggled in excitement. But that didn’t seem to convince Maxi.

"Urm, you sure you’re Islinda?" Maxi asked her, unsure.

Islinda frowned and replied, "I already told you that I’m Islinda! Look, I know Azula messed up a lot of things in my absence, but I managed to overthrow her and I’m back in this body. I’m the real Islinda!" She beat her chest to emphasize her point. "Also, why are you staring at me like that? Do I have something on my face or what?"

Maxi’s eyes remained wide, her voice dropping to a whisper. "I think you should take a look at yourself in the mirror."

"Huh?"

Islinda’s confusion turned to concern as she saw the serious expression on Maxi’s face. Anxiety gnawed at her chest.

Without waiting for a response, Islinda scrambled to her feet and began searching for a mirror. Her heart raced as she moved around the room, finally spotting a mirror on the dresser.

She finally stood in front of it only for the breath to get knocked out of her lungs. You have got to be kidding her. It wasn’t the fact that her hair was completely white in contrast to her once brown hair. No, she had seen that coming with its emergence weeks back. What truly left her speechless, however, were the gleaming black runic writings etched across her face, extending down her neck and over her shoulders. The intricate symbols seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy.

She was marked. Like a dark Fae.

"This... t-this....." Islinda’s hands trembled as she traced the runes, the alien markings on her skin feeling surreal.

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