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

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Chapter 77

Merilyn nodded, her eyes welling with tears. "No, it did not. We new that bonds between a master and his bloodhost rarely formed, but we were so in love. So hopeful... As his bloodhost, of souls were already connected, so it shouldn't have been difficult, right?" At that moment, Ackeira felt pity for this woman and for Grand Lord Vladya. Especially for him. Ackeira had never imagined she would feel compassion for that male.

Merilyn let out a shuddering breath, wiping her tears. After that Vladya withdrew from the world. Secluded himself. He became unreachable. Impenetrable. You can't imagine what it's like to want something so deeply and have it forever out of reach. He longed for if so desperately, for over three thousand years, and yet, fate seemed determined to cast him aside. As if the stars themselves were mocking him." Ackeira couldn't believe she was tearing up. Quickly, she dried her eyes with the back of her hand. "What happened afterward?"

"No one could help him. Not even I, his bloodhost and lover, could help him. But someone managed to reach him. Grand King Daemonikai. Only King Daemonikai kept him sane, anchored, preserving his sanity during those dark, dark times. Urekai Alphas are incredibly possessive of their belongings, fiercely guarding what they consider theirs. They are reluctant to allow another alpha too close, regardless of the strength of their friendship. However, the grand king integrated Vladya into his own family, making Vladya feel a deep sense of belonging. He was Vlad's best friend."

Merilyn's eyes, still glistening with unshed tears, locked onto Aekeira's. "Do you know why I'm telling you al connects to his hatred of humans?"

this

Ackeira could only think of one reason. "Because of what happened to King Daemonikai and his family?"

Merilyn shook her head, her eyes brimming with emotion. "While that answer is not entirely wrong, it is only partially true. Six hundred years ago, after centuries of self-imposed exile, Vlanya finally dared to open his heart to another woman. Her name was Tiara. She possessed incredible beauty and kindness, and she was adored by everyone. She was a child-barely eighty years old but such a bright soul. It wasn't surprising she breached those walls and captured his heart. Initially, he fought it Hurt her, badly, to try and push her away. The things he did, the words he used... she trailed off, then added softly. "You must have noticed that Vladya knows how to wield words like a knife."

Slut. You whore. Oh, Aekeira knew that much. She nodded.

Merilyn sighed. "Tiara, stubborn, beautiful Tiara... Vladya would tear her down with words, leave her sobbing for days, screaming how much she hated him. And yet, she always came back. Couldn't help herself. She never gave up. Her light...it was too bright to be extinguished, even by someone as dark, as hardened as him."

through Ackeira's heart. For some reason, she envied this obviously incredibly female she

is that once his heart opens up, he loves

heart was already aching. "The bonding ritual...it

"Oh, it was successful"

wonderful news!" Despite the tragedy of this story, Ackeira found unexpected happiness in this good

in his life, the bonding ritual succeeded. Their souls intertwined, becoming one. I remember that day like it was yesterday. The joy on Vladya's face when he announced that he could feel the bond. The sheer happiness in King Daemonikai's face. It was one

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Aekeira's heart sank.

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choked out, almost inaudible. "Right in front of Vladya." Aekeira couldn't hold back the sob that tore from her

of anguish... It was a sound that pierced the hearts of all who heard it. But even that...was not the end of it."

and weep until she fell asleep. A strong urge to find Grand Lord Vladya and give him a tight hug overwhelmed her, even

her, he grew desperate to save her. So, he chanted the Hav'zie de Baah,"

pronounce the words. "W-what does that

and dark spell. Its incantations are known only to a few. It is one of the forbidden magic of our people, deemed too dangerous to be practiced. Some have dedicated centuries to studying the book of spells, yet cannot master a single spell. But on that dreadful night, Vladya, consumed by desperation, uttered the

all. "So, this magic grants wishes