Aldric stared at the petite human slumped in his arms with conflicting emotions. He should not feel anything for her but the pleading look she gave him earlier "nearly" touched him. Nearly, being the word.
To be honest, he liked her. She was the first person to treat him like a person. Like he mattered and was capable of being loved - until she found out what he was. If only she hadn’t fallen in love with his brother Valerie and doomed her fate, then he would have let go.
Killing her annoying family was his gift to her. Humans believed in the law of karma, but Aldric believed it was a pathetic excuse to not take the law into their hands. He was not built that way and whatever anyone did to him, he was sure to return the treatment tenfold.
Her family treated him like shit, he returned the favor. Islinda took good care of him, he spared her life instead, but did not fulfill her overstretched wish - letting her go. Nothing would stand in his way of reclaiming his throne, not even her.
Aldric adjusted her weight and carried her properly in his arms before summoning a portal back to his place. Good thing she was asleep and would not battle the side effects, still not used to the swift travel.
The medallion saved him hours of travel back to the kingdom and there was no way he was returning the device to his father the king. It was an important asset and the fae owned him many favors. It was time to call them in.
Aldric stepped into the portal, reappearing almost immediately at the entrance of his house. Unlike the palace, there was not a single guard at the entry, after all, who would dare come close to his place?
Everyone feared him. Mothers told his tale to scare insubordinate Fae children to submission. The fear of him was the beginning of obedience. Hence, Aldric never bothered about the security of his place.
He strode into his house confidently and wasn’t surprised to see Maximus in the courtyard. Aldric had sent them away the instant Valerie returned to the Fae realm. Issac had fulfilled his mission in the human realm - keeping an eye on his brother - and it was left for him to finish everything on his end.
Aldric did not want any distraction from any of them, not to mention that he didn’t fully trust Issac, not after the stunt he pulled in the human realm. It was not surprising Issac was not in support of his values, he didn’t understand the prejudice he suffers for just being a dark Fae, however, Aldric underestimated his dedication to the throne - to the point of dying for the kingdom.
Issac’s strong sense of loyalty had attracted him the first time they met. The others purposely ignored and looked down at him when he arrived at the palace, but he was the only person who treated him differently. Perhaps because he was an outcast, Adric liked to collect unique people and Issac was one of them.
The Fae’s righteous dedication was both his strong suit and weakness. Well, he left it to Maxi to take care of him. If there was anyone up to the job, it was her. Should she fail, he would come in then and Aldric could not guarantee it wouldn’t be messy.
"Welcome home, Master,"
Aldric heard the horse shifter’s voice in his head, and acknowledged her presence with a tilt of his head. Islinda occupied his arms else he would have given her a rub or two. He missed her company already.
Maxi didn’t push for attention and Aldric made it to the door where he ran into Issac. The fae flinched slightly, the memory of their last encounter raw in his mind but he quickly composed himself and bowed low,
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