She. Hated. Aldric.
Islinda was determined to give that piece of shit hell when they met. He was going to regret ever messing with her. It was a promise! Islinda cried out mentally in the bath.
While Fae was tall and lithe, with willowy figures, delicate ears, and stunning bone structures, they were indeed vicious creatures. She must have offended Aurelia, that was the only explanation for why she instructed the new Fae to drag her to the washroom.
Islinda struggled with them but it was no use. They were so strong that she was the one being hurt in the fight for freedom, leaving her no choice but to give up. The washroom was so exquisite, but Islinda was too angry to admit it. And that was the beginning of her misery.
