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

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Chapter 29

EMERIEL

Emeriel barely listened to Grand Lord Zapier, his eyes searching for Ackeira amidst the large number of slaves in the meeting hall. His sister must be actively avoiding drawing the attention of the grand lord because she was nowhere in sight. She has to be here, Lord Zaiper requested the presence of every slave.

You are all meant to serve your gasters. Do whatever they want from you. Your life is not yours; your masters can take it whenever they so desire. The same goes for your bodies. We own you. If you wish to see more days, you must ensure that you complete your tasks well and to the best of your abilities."

The hall fell into a hushed silence as he continued, explicitly stating how they were mere objects with no feelings or will. No. one dared to utter a word. In fact, no one dared to even breathe too hard for fear of drawing his attention.

"Defiance and deception will be met with severe penalties. Especially deception. A slave is not allowed to keep secrets. A slave has no business keeping secrets. Because the day what you hide comes to light will be the day you despise your own existence. Does anyone have a confession to make? Is there anything you are hiding from us?"

Emeriel's heart pounded in his chest. His own secret, forbidden in all the kingdoms of the world, echoed in his ears like warning bells, the weight of it pressing upon him.

"Speak now, and I might consider a more lenient punishment for you. Or hold your tongue. If you choose the latter, your time is already ticking. Tick tock. Tick tock" His handsome but eerie face stretched into an unsettling smile. "The date for the presentation of new slaves will soon be announced. All of you are expected to be in court on that day. You are all dismissed"

As they filed out of the court. Emeriel slipped between two slaves, making his way out. The words of Grand Lord Zaiper lingered in his mind.

A slave has no business keeping secrets. A slave has no business keeping secrets.

Emeriel knew what the presentation of slaves to court meant. They would be stripped bare and used as entertainment for the lords and privileged. He had overheard slaves whisper about it, and the things he had heard....

Bile rose in his throat at the thought of being exposed, naked, and used by several Urekai. And what they would discover.

Chills ran down his body. So many problems and no solutions.

Lost in his thoughts, Emeriel went about his errands for the day

A large hand grabbed him on his way to the market, jerking him forward, pulling him out of his reverie. He looked up to see Slave Master Boris staring down at him.

"Good day, Master Boris," Emeriel said, bowing his head.

"You have not been to the inn in ages, Master Boris snarled angrily, tightening his grip on Emeriel's arm.

held it in, blinking innocently at the slave master while enduring the pain.

Urekai ground his teeth in anger, and finally, Master Boris

final decision depends on the assigner, slaves are allowed to make suggestions. When you are next assigned. you must suggest the cellar, slave prince. Am

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head. He was beginning to recognize that look in Master Bork's eyes. The same look Lord Zaiper had when he stared at Aekeira-pure,

sooner cat from a trash bin than suggest

Master Boris whirled around and continued

ropes, hanging numerous wet garments one by one as murmurs filled the air,

was. When he emerged from behind the linens,

and closer until it stood

reverberating through his entire being,

do you think you are, that you fail to bow

anger.

voice of the aristocrat was

see you in time due to the clothes on

hold no weight with me. Where is

closer, and the slave master knelt down. "I apologize for the disrespect, Mistress

Mistress Sinai?

Wasn't she'

same woman with Lord Vladya the other

of the whip. Now!" she

loudly in his chest. He dropped to his knees, his voice trembling, "F-forgive me, mistress. I have c-committed an offense against you, and I deserve to be punished. But please, show mercy- "Silence! Be grateful that I am not having

had witnessed slaves being whipped before, and it was a sight one could never forget. And the whips-sturdy and filled with

him. His mouth opened to

the end,

listen to

the suffering of