Chapitre 379: Lose His Precious Fae Balls

Morning arrived more quickly than Islinda had anticipated. She realized that one of the greatest perks she would be losing as Aldric's staff was the ability to sleep in late. As his "esteemed guest," she had the luxury of sleeping as long as she wanted, only being woken by his servants when breakfast was ready. However, the sun hadn't even risen when Marimar burst into her room, accompanied by two haughty Fae.

"Good morning, lady..." The Fae trailed off, a mocking tone lacing her words as she remembered Islinda's loss of entitlement. Whether it was intentional or not, Islinda couldn't say. Schooling her expression, the Fae continued, "It's time to rise, Islinda. We have a meal to prepare for the prince."

The two Fae flanking Marimar stifled their laughter, finding amusement in the fact that Islinda had gone from dining with the prince to serving him like a slave. Well, lucky her. She was a slave now.