Islinda's terrified scream echoed across the castle and every single Fae in that vicinity heard her. Even with the "romantic" lift from Aldric, Islinda put up quite a fight to the point that the dark Fae prince got annoyed and simply tossed her over his shoulder as if she weighed nothing and carried her over to her room. The "romantic Princess style" was just not designed for her.
"Put me down now, Aldric!" Islinda screamed like a banshee, "You don't control my life! You don't tell me what to do! Damn it! I don't need your sick services. Just let me be on my own for once!" She shouted all to no avail.
As they walked through the hallway, they walked into Aurelia and the others and her eyes lit up with hope. It was a good thing she was facing the front and not behind, hence was able to catch the Faeries coming.
"Aurelia, quick, help me!" She reached in the air for her.
