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

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"Yaz,"

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he finally managed to utter when he found his voice..

His trusted soldier emerged from the corner. "Yes, Your Highnes

"Did all the guards on duty leave when you gave the command for them to vacate the premises?" "Yes, my lord, I was the last to leage."

Vladya's gaze wandered, taking in other details. The surroundings appeared cleaner. The paintings seemed freshly acquired. The walls gleamed as if they were new, and even the sculpted lion head sparkled, "They assigned a slave to work here."

"Seems like it," Yaz confirmed. "This place looks astonishing. Almost like the old days..." He trailed off abruptly, no doubt realizing the inadvisability of his words. No one with wisdom would dare speak of the old days, especially not to Grand Lord Vladya. "I beg your forgiveness for my wayward tongue, my lord

Lord Vladya waved him off, his mind preoccupied. He had personally dismissed all the slaves who used to tend to the Abyss land, not because he enjoyed the accumulation of dust, but because, for some inexplicable reason, Daemonikai's beast would grow highly agitated in their presence.

The feral creature had broken free on numerous occasions, tearing several slaves apart. Since then, he had decided it was best to cease any work in this area. Though it had been several years-three or four, he had lost track

here for hours, thoroughly cleaning, and had managed to avoid

slave who worked here. Gather all the necessary information on this slave and bring

a mix of astonishment and relief, Vladya departed,

in the woods, his back

slaves to pay little heed to privacy, joining others in the

recover from hearing the announcement the day

thought back on what Martha, one of the slaves he worked alongside in the minefield, had

his

capture the attention of a lord, he may issue a decree to purchase you, do you not know? He could make you personal slave. No more arduous labor, no more harsh beatings. You would be elegantly dressed like a mistress and solely serve a lord! Oh, how I yearn for a lord to choose me!" Emeriel pondered the idea, his eyes fixed upon the night sky. The stars clustered above as the half-moon

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it truly be so terrible if a lord

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lord happened to be interested in men-which Emeriel was not he would be so disappointed afterward that

that did not transpire, Emeriel could not bear the notion of his life revolving around spreading his legs, being used for carnal pleasure by a random Urekai day after day, His entire existence narrowed to that. The mere thought of it

someone's presence nearby. Looking up, he relaxed upon seeing Ackeira

smile, which he reciprocated, concealing his worries behind the smile so as

gradually emptying." Aekeira remarked, closing the distance between

you doing here?" Emeriel scanned their surroundings momentarily apprehensive that a Urekai soldier might chance upon them and reprimand

wish to bathe with you tonight."