Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 882

Chapter 882: Not Responding

The arena fell so silent that even the wind could be heard as the Faeries stood frozen in various stages of shock. It was unbelievable. No, this must be a fragment of their imagination. Yet, Aldric, who was being suppressed by Valerie’s flames, yelled once again.

"I surrender! So stop already!"

And that was it. They had heard it right. Aldric was really surrendering to Valerie. It was hard to believe. No one would ever think Aldric would give up. After all, this was the dark Fae prince they were talking about. Everyone knew Aldric would rather die than lose to his long-time rival, Valerie.

As soon as the effect of the shock wore off, there was an uproar in the crowd, and the anger was directed at Aldric. Faeries were powerful creatures who valued strength above all else. They would have preferred Aldric to die and have his legacy live on as the fearsome dark Fae prince rather than continue as a coward.

They began to spit words of outrage and boo him. Some even started to throw things in his direction, but thanks to the barrier, the objects slipped off as if passing through glass.

But Islinda cared nothing for the crowd’s scorn. All her focus was on Aldric’s well-being. Her heart raced in her chest, her anxiety growing with every passing second. From her vantage point, she could see that Valerie wasn’t stopping. Despite Aldric’s clear surrender, Valerie’s attack continued, his flames still blazing.

"Why isn’t he stopping?" Islinda asked Isaac, her eyes wide with fear. "Aldric has given in already! He should stop!"

Isaac frowned as well. In a death duel, when one fighter surrendered, the victor was supposed to stop. But Valerie wasn’t stopping. The thought worried Isaac because there was no law against Valerie killing Aldric even after a surrender.

"He’s not letting Aldric go! He should let Aldric go!" Islinda panicked.

In her terror, Islinda’s persuasive power unwittingly rippled out in waves, her magic casting a spell over the winter Faeries and even some from the other courts, all except for the summer court. Her emotions took hold of them, and suddenly, the crowd’s fury turned to demands for mercy.

"Let him go! Let Prince Aldric go!" the enchanted Faeries chanted in unison, their voices rising in protest.

"What is he waiting for? He should have let Aldric go already!" King Oberon demanded from his seat. While his Fae nature rebelled at Aldric surrendering, he was relieved that his son wasn’t going to die—if Valerie didn’t finish him off.

There may not have been a rule preventing a victor from killing his opponent after surrender, but this was Aldric, his beloved son. Moreover, he couldn’t allow Valerie to kill his own brother.

"Tell the witches to lower the barrier! Now!" King Oberon barked orders to his knights, who immediately moved into action. If Valerie wouldn’t let Aldric go, Oberon would interfere himself.

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