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

Captive Slave 81

Chapter 81

MIXED POV.

Emeriel and Ackeira hurried after him, the guards bowing as they passed, their eyes wide with a mix of awe and fear.

They proceeded in tense silence out of Greyrock, Lord Vladya's olders stiff, tension emanating from him in waves. Emeriel suddenly wished he could hide his vulnerable sister away, where neither Lord Vladya nor Lord Zaiper could find her.

Even though Emeriel would readily choose Lord Vladya over the monstrous Lord Zaiper, both men posed a threat to Ackeira. And while Lord Zaiper was openly cruel and sadistic, Lord Vladya possessed a darkness within him that chilled Emeriel to the bone. Emeriel was truly beginning to grasp the gravity of the grand lord's warning about the potential danger to his life.

Upon reaching the southern wing. Lord Vladya stopped and faced them.

His gaze bore into Emeriel's, fixing him with a stern look. "I expressly forbade you to leave Blackstone,

"For-forgive me, Your Majesty, Emeriel stammered. "My sister was in danger, and 1-

"Did you truly believe you could rescue her from Zaiper, Emeric? When will you understand the reality of your existence in this land? This is Urai, not some human kingdom. You have no power to make anything possible here. You are nothing more thaná slave. The lowest rung of the hierarchy. Less than dirt beneath our feet. Lower than a sewer rat

Pain lanced Emeriel's heart. Yet he held his ground, refusing to let Lord Vladya witness the extent of his wounded emotions. He would not allow the grand lord to see how deeply his words cut.

"I like that fire in your eyes," Lord Vladya's voice was deceptively calm, the words like honey laced with poison. "Let it burn. Embrace it, for it will serve you well. It will stop you from making foolish decisions."

you protect her? By leading you both to your deaths? When you see your sister engulfed in flames, throwing

eyes, cascading down his cheeks. He

from the wrath of the grand

slowly. "What did you

but Ackeira stood her ground. Clearly, she still harbored fear of the grand lord, but her need to protect

with a determined look." Yes, we are powerless in this kingdom. Yes, we are slaves. We have no free will, and our lives could end at any given moment. But we have each other. We may lack the power to defend ourselves against powerful men like you, who treat our lives as worthless, but we have each other. And

well-being a tangible thing. No one spoke back to these lords. By the lights, they were

we fight a losing battle, we keep fighting. Because we are each other's strength. What's so wrong with that, Your Highness?" Her voice cracked. "What is so wrong with doing everything

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Chapter 81

A heavy silence descended.

something unexpected, admiration perhaps, stirred within him. The girl was undeniably terrified of him, yet she stood her ground and voiced her

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fragile wings she thought she had, to break her spirit beyond repair for her audacity. To show her that no

of himself. His own relentless fight to save Daemonikai, even when his best friend's situation

losing battle, he was not ready to stop fighting. What is

Emeriel whispered to his sister's ear, his voice thick with worry. "You should have held

Urekai possessed heightened hearing. The flush of

adrenaline drained from Aekeira, leaving behind a stark realization of her recklessness. She had talked back to a grand Jord, a grave