Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 892

Chapter 892: The Monsters Won’t Be Caged Again

As they made their way toward the large command tent, Islinda turned to her friend, her brow furrowed in concern.

"Where have you been all this time, Maxi? I didn’t see you during the battle at the arena."

Maxi let out a small sigh and shrugged. "Hovering around, as usual. Since Aldric didn’t want me anywhere near the arena, not with everything going on, I just looked around the city."

Islinda couldn’t help but smile. "That sounds like him. He’s overprotective like that."

"When the attack hit the city, the first thing I did was go find Isaac’s mother and sister," Maxi continued. "I knew they’d be vulnerable. So I got them to safety before the streets became a war zone."

"Fuck" Islinda cursed when she recalled Issac’s mother and sister. "I’m so sorry I didn’t even think about them. I was so occupied with everything happening."

Maxi gave her a reassuring smile. "You don’t need to worry about that, Islinda. You can’t save everybody, moreover, you’re doing a good job here anywhere. But..." She tilted her head. "Where’s Isaac, anyway?"

Islinda’s expression grew tense. "We got separated during the fight in the arena. He’s fine, though. Aldric sent him to the palace to keep an eye on things there."

Maxi rolled her eyes with a soft laugh. "Of course, Aldric would do that. Always has to be in control, doesn’t he?"

"Yeah, that’s Aldric for you," Islinda said with a wry smile. "It’s smart, though. He knows Isaac’s safe there and keeps an eye on things in the palace. Still, it doesn’t replace the fact that Aldric doesn’t trust anyone."

They approached the entrance to the tent, the low murmur of voices inside signaling the intensity of the discussions underway. As they stepped in, they were greeted by the sight of maps and battle plans spread out over a large table, with several captains, commanders and soldiers gathered around, deep in conversation.

The map of Astaria looked grim. Parts of the city were marked with red, denoting areas overrun by monsters. Strategic points had been highlighted, and notes were scrawled in the margins, indicating where efforts to reclaim certain parts of the city had succeeded or failed. The battle for Astaria was clearly far from over.

In the center of the tent stood the War General, his hardened expression unreadable as he spoke with a soldier. His sharp gaze immediately shifted to Maxi as she entered, his eyes narrowing.

"Who the fuck is this?" the general demanded, his voice cutting through the tense atmosphere.

Maxi raised an eyebrow but didn’t respond immediately. Instead, she calmly removed the glamor concealing her true form, intricate markings appeared across her face, the unmistakable signs of a Dark Fae. A hushed silence fell over the room as the soldiers reacted, many of them lifting their hands, prepared to attack with their magic.

"Back down," Aldric’s voice rang out, cutting through the air like a blade. He stepped forward, his eyes locking onto the soldiers. "Maxi is with us."

The soldiers hesitated, unsure, but Aldric’s presence carried a weight that could not be ignored. The general, however, was not so easily convinced. His frown deepened as he turned to Aldric. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"You’re harboring Dark Faeries now?" the general asked, his voice tight with suspicion.

Aldric’s face darkened, his eyes exuding a dangerous intensity as shadows seemed to flicker around him. "Do you want to save Astaria, or do you want to pick a fight with me?"

The general clenched his jaw, clearly weighing his options. After a tense moment, he gritted his teeth and backed down, stepping away from Maxi but still eyeing her warily. The other soldiers followed his lead, though their suspicion remained.

Aldric turned to address the room, his voice carrying a deadly calm. "If anything happens to any Dark Faerie under my protection, you’ll have a greater enemy than the monsters of the Tamry Forest on your hands." His gaze briefly flicked to Islinda, and the other soldiers followed his eyes, remembering all too well how Islinda had wiped out the monsters earlier. The memory sent a shiver through the room, and the tension eased slightly as the general gave a reluctant nod.

Once the situation settled, the general spread the large map of Astaria over the center table, pointing to various spots marked with colored symbols. "We’ve evacuated citizens from these areas and reclaimed sections of the city," he began.

"So we can move them?" A soldier asked.

"No," the general shook his head. "They’re still vulnerable. The monsters could return at any moment."

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