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?"

said slowly, "it would not have stopped on its

listen, his fingers

Livia told him, "And when your womb descended, he would need to release inside it while your body locked him in. That, my dear, is how heat sex works. You may need to look it up the library for more

sex? Mounted? Knotted?

out, and he collapsed into the nearest chair,

like something out of the terrifying stories told to scare children under

in

thought he saw pity in

he couldn't be sure. He wasn't sure of

stood, gathering 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 woman looked at her. You may

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course, he had already known this; it was no different from all he knew about the lives of slaves and commoners. But hearing it so

Your presence

you, Madam Livia replied.

is Blackstone?" Emeriel

there, Livia explained. Then, in a quieter tone, she added, "I wonder why he wants to see me." Emeriel wiped

that you will

Vou soon.

but it could have been worse. "Thank

turned back, looking at her. "Yes,