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

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Chapter 40

EMERIEL

Arkeita was right.

They had to find a way to escape this wretched, hellish place.

The thought pounded relentlessly through Emeriel's head as he witnessed the lords molesting his sister. He fought back tears, his hands curling into tight fists.

Bile rose to his throat as he observed the way they manhandled Ackeira.

He had to keep his feet planted on the floor, resisting the urge to storim towards them in an attempt to save his sister. Such an act would likely result in both of them being executed.

Once again. Ackeira had risked everything, putting herself in harm's way to protect him. To keep him from harm's way.

When would Emeriel have the opportunity to repay her? To truly save her?

Why did his courageous sister always bear the burden of sacrifice while he cowered in fear like a craven?

Emeriel gripped his tunic, squeezing it tightly. "I am so sorry, Keira," he whispered, his voice trembling.

Grand Lord Ottai seemed indifferent, merely observing the entertainment with a detached amusement, his feast spread before him. Meanwhile, Grand Lord Vladya remained engrossed in his writings, his attention solely focused on the scroll in front of him

Unlike the other lords who indulged in food, drink, and pleasures, Vladya abstained, his expression inscrutable.

A sudden movement at the corner of Emeriel's eye caught his attention. A lord approached, undoubtedly intending to "inspect him. Instinctively, Emeriel took a step back. But was that too suspicious? He halted

The lord drew nearer, locking eyes with Emeriel. Handsome and youthful, he bore the typical Urekai appearance. Circling him like a predator, the lord stopped in front of Emerie He reached around to cup Emeriel's backside. "Soft," the lord muttered, furrowing his brows. "Too soft"

Then, the lord's hand slipped beneath Emeriel's tunic, encountering the bindings that concealed his true identity. The lord froze.

Emeriel held his breath. Their eyes locked. While confusion clourled the lord's gaze, Emeriel's was filled with panic. Gradually, understanding dawned in the lord's gaze, realizing that the person before him was not truly a man. "Please, I beg of you, my lord, do not expose me, Emericl blurted out, desperation tinging his words. "I implore you. Please help me

the side, deep in thought. His

banded breasts.

her

his features, and he fixed Emeriel

will the anything please, Emeriel pleaded, hihody tremilling

moment hung suspended between

and took a step back. Rond the Moors, atop Vacant Hill, you shall find my abole overlooking the winding Serpent's

What had he done?

the letter from

an unfamiliar experience. He had

and the content of the letter concerned a trade agreement between their realms. That alone should have

waivered to concentrate,

wish to strip

words echoed in his mind. The fact that such words affected him to the extent where he felt like a taut string, vibrating with suppressed rage, infuriated him greatly Why would the flirtatious words of a slutty

were not directed at you?" a voice

Vladya clenched his teeth. This is

he embraced his anger. For it was preferable to the arousal that simmered beneath

his thoughts, vivid as daylight. She possessed an alluring beauty

to bespell Zaiper. To enchant them with the magic that

it because she was

every lord's attention to the point where they were

fantasies of

Vladya understood their struggle.

when she undressed. Worst

events of five centuries ago, his beast had remained dormant in many ways. After he

over the beast within him. Vladya could take females to

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tonight, when Aekeim

Ukrae, that feels good." Grand Lord Zaiper's pleasure-filled

Grand Lord Ontai called,

realized he had ceased writing and