That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

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Chapter 12

PRINCE EMERIEL

Emeriel was at a loss for words. His wide eyes stared at Livia in shock and disbelief, as if the older woman had suddenly grown a second head.

"I do not want this," he blurted out, voice rising with panic. "I do not want any part of it."

"We cannot choose to be a syren, Emeriel" Madam Livia said firmly. "Many human females have tried to become one over the centuries, even doing extreme things, but it simply does not work that way." She paused, her voice softening. "There are countless females who would give anything to be in your position right now,"

"But I do not want it!" Emeriel exclaimed, springing up from his seat, unable to sit still. He paced the length of the room anxiously. "Let them have it. I do not care. I do not want to be a syren, a bondmate, or anything else!"

Livia looked at him silently, her expression saying more than words ever could.

Running a shaky hand through his ponytail, Emeriel stopped and turned to face her, his chest rising and falling with rapid breaths. His voice trembled as he asked, "So, that horrible, painful experience I had last night... That was called a heat?"

"A mini-heat," Madam Livia corrected, folding her hands neatly in her lap.

"A mini-what?" Emeriel's jaw dropped, his eyes nearly popping out of his head. "It gets worse than that??"

cannot say for sure, Emeriel, Madam Livia released a deep breath. "I am not a syren, nor do I know any syrens. I do not know if the symptoms get worse during a full heat. But I can tell you how lucky you were to only experience a mini-heat last night." Emeriel stared at her as if she had completely lost her mind.

"Lucky?" he asked incredulously. "You think that was lucky?"

been a full heat, Emeriel, she said

churned, but he forced himself to listen, his fingers gripping the back

him, "And when your womb descended, he would need to release inside it while your

sex? Mounted? Knotted?

and he collapsed into the

out of the terrifying stories told to scare children under

in

thought he saw pity in

He

her herb bag. "While I feel for you, I do not play favorites. You will be treated like every other slave and expected to work just as hard." The older

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knew about the lives of slaves and commoners. But hearing it so clearly now made his situation feel all the more preal Tears

Livia? Your

you, Madam Livia replied. The sound of footsteps

is Blackstone?" Emeriel

home is there, Livia explained. Then, in a quieter tone, she added, "I wonder why he wants to see me." Emeriel wiped his eyes, swallowing tightly. "Do you think

that you will work in the cellar for now. The soldiers will come

Vou soon.

not ideal, but it could have been worse. "Thank you, Madam Livia,

looking at her.