Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83: Stuck With Him

Within the few seconds Islinda stood outside the door, she took a deep breath and mentally braced herself for what was about to happen.

Hence, as soon as the doors were opened, Islinda stepped in and was about to flip out only to do a double take when she spotted Aldric.

Holy gods, he was handsome.

Islinda watched him with her jaw almost dropping to the ground because, by the gods, the Fae cleaned up really well. In the human realm, Aldric would have passed for a bandit with his unruly blackish-blue hair, but right now, he almost looked like a.... Prince?

Aldric was wearing black well cut pants and a white silk blouse beneath a long scarlet jacket trimmed around the edges and buttoned with silver. Black boots reached to his knees with buckles to match and his hair was pulled into a low bun, a few tendrils framing his slender face.

He had kohl around his eyes and while Islinda would have argued it looked ridiculous on men, Aldric was breathtaking. He stood up to his feet upon her appearance and the gilt metal covering the tip of his pointed ears caught her attention.

Aldric was heartbreakingly handsome until the corner of his lips curled and the illusion shattered.

What had she been thinking, admiring the Fae who ruined her life? Islinda had to force herself to remember why she hated him. She could not have any pity for him. Aldric was a monster.

"You look beautiful," He said, taking in her appearance in a way that surprisingly didn’t make goosebumps break out on her skin. Islinda frowned, she thought he would ogle her but that doesn’t seem to be the case.

"You look different," Islinda answered.

There was a gleam in Aldric’s eyes and he almost believed it was a compliment until she added at the last minute, "For a moment there, I almost forgot you were a monster."

Islinda was delighted inwardly and expected Aldric would be offended by her insult, but he smirked instead,

"Shouldn’t you be concerned that you’re beginning to forget already, little human?"

Islinda turned away embarrassed, her face flushing red as she understood the meaning behind his words. She clenched her fists, there was no forgetting what he was. He would always remain a monster to her.

"I hate you."

"There’s only a thin line between love and hate." He winked at her and the redness on her face increased to the point it looked like she was about to explode.

"Y-you.... " Islinda choked, glaring at him.

"You should sit before the food goes cold." Aldric gestured to the table and that was when Islinda realized that dinner had been served.

But Islinda scrunched her face at the sight of the food because while most of it was a cornucopia of sweetened foods, the others were unrecognizable and nothing like the filling food she had in the human realm.

Aldric caught her staring and explained to her, "I’m sorry but Faeries don’t consume animal flesh, not while we are their protectors and adhere to the old ways."

"Good then. I guess I’ll get diabetes and die quicker this way," Islinda already formed a plan to fill herself with the sweet goodies later.

Aldric chuckled, the sound of it was strangely melodious to her ears. He held her gaze while saying, "Trust me, you would find out that we have the best doctors and elixirs here. You are not dying anytime soon."

The scowl deepened on her face while his mirth only seemed to grow. Fine, he could laugh as long as he wanted, Islinda was determined to one day cause him great pain. He would regret ever dragging her into this.

Without a word, Islinda swept her hand beneath her dress and took a seat. It was a rectangular table and she sat farthest away from him, thankful for the space between them.

Without further ado, Aldric dug into the meal and ate with a rare grace that made her frown deepen. This was not what she expected. Not that Islinda could have known how monsters eat. But they didn’t have basic manners, right? He should behave like a barbarian, not a noble person. It made it easier to hate him that way.

"If you keep on staring at me, I would think you’re beginning to fall for me." He teased her, not that she found it funny.

The look Islinda gave him was deadly but Aldric shrugged it off. He was not scared of her. She was the tiger without bite and he was the bigger predator here.

Her body finally stopped moving when she came to him, but her relief was short-lived as he commanded her, ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

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