章 595: Choose Your Poison

For the second time, Islinda found herself at a loss for words. She looked fiercely at the Fae, sputtering over her words. "Y—yo—you don't understand! There's this…. He has this feud with his brother. He's probably doing this out of spite!"

"Interesting," the Fae said, stroking her chin. "You were together with his brother?"

"It's her fiancé," Islinda gestured to Elena not far away, then added immediately, "Not that he was at the time."

For once, it was satisfying to see the Fae gobsmacked and not the other way around.

"Now that is a hot mess considering she's now going after your fiancé," the Fae said.

"It is," Islinda concurred until she realized what the Fae just said. She protested, "No, he's not my…." She sighed, realizing the Fae was still toying with her.

"Cut it out," she told her, "You can now see reasons why I can't trust his kindness."

"Indeed. I'm trying to understand why anyone would care out of spite."

"What?"