Chapter 147: Morning Glory

"What?" 

"Fae language," Issac said. 

Islinda frowned, "I thought Fae spoke English. Since I arrived here, I have heard no such language." 

However, Issac chortled at her naivety, "So you haven't noticed?" 

"Noticed what," Islinda's frown kept increasing as she could sense something was being kept from her and she was not a fan of secrets. 

At the same time, she flipped through the pages of the book, recognizing that indeed the writing was something she had never seen. The texts were strange looking yet elegant. 

"You are currently speaking the Fae language." Issac dropped the big secret that made her mouth drop open. 

"What?! That's impossible! You don't know what you're saying, I've been communicating in English all this ...." Islinda argued with him until something clicked in her head and she paused. 

Now that she thought about it, Islinda finally noticed that her words were