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

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Chapter 74

EMERIEL

In the following two days, Emeriel was relocated to Blackstone and Lord VLadya departed on his journey. He was assigned to work in the gardens-a prospect that filled him with unexpected relief.

Emeriel had always envied the slaves who worked in the gardens drawn to the earthy scents and the quiet rhythm of tending to life. It had been one of his indulgences back in Navia a haven of peace amid a life of turmoil.

Emeriel couldn't be certain whether it was due to what had happened in court or if the slaves in Blackstone were simply different, but he noticed a change in the way he was treated.

The slave masters no longer bellowed at him, and his fellow slaves no longer sought reasons to harm him. Even the Urekai maids displayed a newfound respect. They observed him with curiosity as he moved about and generally stayed out of his way.

Aekeira began visiting more frequently as well Once she had finished her tasks, she would hasten to help Emeriel with his work.

Of course, they had to be discreet about it, as the slave masters frowned upon slaves aiding one

However, yesterday, while Aekeira balanced a brimming clay jug helping Emericl soak the thi master in charge of their duties caught them. Emeriel tensed, the watering can slipping from hu sprang upright, rigid as the dried stalks bordering the garden. another

flowerbeds, the slave

mb fingers, and they

punishment. Surprisingly, the slave master ignored them, leaving Emeriel utterly bewildered,

of her meeting with Grand Lord Vladya. Tears streamed down her face, hot and unchecked, as she

with you in the neighboring chamber?" she queried, a lingering sniffle betraying her tears. Her wild smile held a flicker of uncertainty beneath its joy. Emeriel embraced her, nodding

held her tighter, his resolve hardening. "Better me than you, Keira. Serving him would bring you

you be so sure?" she asked, her voice small,

her cheek, his gaze- searching hers. "Look into my eyes, Aekeira.

She ceased her arguments, her small sigh echoing in the space between them. Her embrace, when it came, was tight, almost desperate. "Very well. I only

in Aekeira. She became happier, radiating with

the thought

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was at midnight. To feed his beast. And yes, sometimes, Emeriel could not

and shoved, him now cleared his path. Emeriel would never openly acknowledge the trickle of satisfaction it brought him He entered through the small gate and door, and

movement no longer frightened Emeriel as it would have before. Instead, he

it licked his throat, its rough tongue leaving trail of heat.

he remembered that the beast had bloodfed days ago, so the fear eased, and

Emeriel arranged the feast-slabs of raw meat and steaming bowls of offal-the beast devoured them with guttural grunts. Its yellow eyes never left him,

shivers down Emeriel's spine. Made him feel like a rabbit trapped befor the wrong food, Emeriel was the one he wanted to eat. As

As if he was

concerned the beast, not thinking about him was an illusion. Emeriel found himself thinking about the creature more times