Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 834

Chapter 834: Change Of Mate

Islinda’s eyes fluttered open and she instinctively reached for the space beside her, where Aldric usually lay. Her hand met only the cold, empty sheets. He was gone.

Only Ginger and Ailee were around to attend to her.

"My lady, you should have this," Ginger said, holding up a small bowl filled with a dark, thick liquid. The smell wafted up, causing Islinda’s nose to wrinkle in distaste.

"What is this?" Islinda asked, her voice raspy. She eyed the ugly-looking liquid suspiciously.

"His Highness ordered the royal physician to prepare something to calm your nerves," Ginger replied, her tone gentle but firm.

At the mention of the Prince, the memories of yesterday’s nightmare surged forward, causing Islinda to wince. She shut her eyes tightly, as if that could block out the haunting images from her mind. It didn’t.

"I’ll have that," she said hurriedly, reaching for the bowl. Her hands trembled so badly that if Ginger hadn’t steadied her, the bowl would have slipped right from her grasp.

"My lady, are you sure you’re alright?" Ginger’s voice was more cautious now, her eyes filled with concern.

Islinda nodded quickly, unable to speak as she forced the concoction down her throat. It tasted like vomit, and she nearly gagged. Gods, couldn’t the physician have added a sweetener? If this was revenge for Aldric’s tirade yesterday, it was certainly effective.

By sheer will, Islinda managed to finish the medicine and handed the empty bowl back to Ginger, collapsing against the headboard with a weary sigh.

A strange warmth spread through her veins, a soothing sensation that unknotted the tension she hadn’t realized she was holding. Her body relaxed completely, and a sense of calmness replaced her anxiety. She felt her strength slowly returning, as if waking from a deep sleep.

"My lady, would you have your bath now?" Ailee, her other maid, asked softly.

"Of course, I would love to," Islinda replied, feeling a bit more like herself. She rose from the bed, shedding her clothes and walking naked toward the steaming bath her maids had prepared.

The water was laced with aromatic oils and perfumes, a luxury she was beginning to grow accustomed to. Although Aldric’s palace had never been lacking in comforts, the royal palace here in Astaria was on a whole different level.

As she sank into the bath, a deep moan of satisfaction escaped her lips. Ailee gently massaged her scalp, while Ginger meticulously washed her feet, treating her with the utmost care. For a brief moment, Islinda felt like royalty.

"My lady," Ailee started, her voice filled with excitement, "Prince Aldric has set up a date for the both of you. He has ordered that we bring you there once you are done here."

"Oh." Islinda’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.

She had assumed that Aldric would be consumed with his coronation duties and the unrest spreading through the kingdom. That he had made time for a date in the midst of everything touched her deeply. And she needed the distraction.

"Well, what are we waiting for then? Let’s hurry up!" Islinda’s spirits lifted at the thought of spending time with Aldric, away from the palace’s troubles.

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