Cause Of His Death

Sleeping with her back turned to the princes turned out to be much more uncomfortable than Islinda had expected. She constantly felt on edge, not knowing what they were doing behind her, but she could sense their glaring stares on her back.

Unable to sleep due to the unsettling silence and her racing thoughts, Islinda had no choice but to face them. Her eyes first landed on Valerie, who leaned against the wall with folded arms and a grim expression. Then she looked at Aldric, who sat with crossed legs and his chin resting on his arm, observing her. It was no wonder Valerie looked unhappy. The dark Fae prince watched her like a creep. 

Islinda sighed, noticing the tension between the brothers. Was this how their relationship had always been, even before she arrived? It was hard to imagine a time when they were…. normal?