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

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Ackeira turned her head sharply. "What is wrong? Has anyone...ave those masters been cruel to you?

Eineriel hesitated. But it was always hard lying to Ackiera. "Not both. One of them has, has taken an interest in me." His sister froze, dread pooling in her eyes, worry replacing tiredness. "Oh, dear lord." 3:59%

"You need not worry, Emeriel was quick to add. Saddened by these looks, he aimed to make her feel better. He has not acted on his desires yet. I reminded him that I belong to a grand lord, and it made him cautions

"Nothing can make them cautious, Em. You do not have to lie to me. I understand that I cannot always protect you, but it breaks my heart to think that after everything you went through with the beast, not long ago, some useless master is onto you again." Ackeira's sorrowful eyes burned with anger. Perhaps I should poison him."

Emeriel was so startled that for a whole minute, he was unable to form words. "No! Do not do that. Have you forgotten the consequences of killing a master!? You would be whipped, tortured, Burned alive!"

"One has to get caught first." Aekeira squared her shoulder stubbornly.

"Nothing remains hidden under the sun. Aside from their investigations, these people are Urekai, not humans. They possess heightened senses and numerous magical artifacts that could rival even the mages. You would be caught, Emeriel pleaded.

If they began to kill every slave master who mistreated them, how many would they have to kill? It would become an endless cycle of violence. How long would it take before their own humanity faded away, and they turn into monsters? "We are slaves, Aekeira, Emeriel spoke softly, his voice filled with resignation as he continued to untangle her hair with the brush. This is our fate.

A heavy silence settled between them.

"That is usually my line, Em. I am usually the one speaking of despair and acceptance, Aekeira's voice cracked. "You were always the one offering encouraging words, saying all that nonsense about faith and hope"

and lashed with a thorned whip, one was bound to feel so exhausted. "I am just so tired, Keira," he kept his voice steady and light. His sister must not know how much he was breaking

perceptive, rose again, turned, and pulled him into another heartwarming embrace. Emeriel went easily, hugging her tightly

like their

back, unintentionally applying pressure to his wound, sending a sharp pang of pain through his body. Emeriel jerked, crying

not worry about

refused to let it go. She untucked his shirt from his pants and raised

Emeriel insisted, gently pulling his shirt over

proceeded to remove his other two shirts until the chest binds were exposed. She gasped, taking a step back, horror blanketing

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speaking in a soothing tone. "Do not let it trouble you. Ackeira. You

I had to cooperate with willingly to avoid incurring King Orestus wrath. Most times, they only take their pleasure without inflicting violent harm upon me. I am either'in pain or numb to it. But none

for me as well. Just as I have always been strong for you," he pleaded, fighting back his own tears. "Especially on a night like this when I'm finding it so hard keep being strong,

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here for you," Ackeira's voice trembled as she began to outrightly weep, her arms holding Emeriel tenderly. "I never wanted this fate for you. Perhaps you are