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

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EMERIEL

The news of the royal decrees spread through the fortress with the speed of light, likely reaching every nook of Urai as well.

For the first time in ages, The fortress lacked its usual bustling activities. Desolate, as if drained of life. The in a heavy blanket of mourning. was shrouded

The slave masters, always wielding their whips with merciless authority, were nowhere to be seen. The maids, constantly scurrying about their duties, had vanished. The traders, known for their incessant haggling and bartering, were absent. Even the soldiers, usually barking orders and shoving their way through the crowds, had retreated into the shadows. Consequently, the slaves found themselves alone, restricted to dieir quarters.

Although the king had not been killed, everyone was already in a state of bereavement. The sense of hopelessness weighed heavily upon all inevitability. That night, Ravenshadow Citadel was as silent as a tomb.

Emeriel sat alone in his room, struggling to hold back tears. He linked rapidly, wiping away at the tears escaping his eyes.

His heart burned, his soul ached. Emeriel was in severe pain that no physical wound could match

A soft knock at the door startled him. It creaked open, and Arkeira's head peeked in. "Em?"

Emeriel hastily dried his tears. "I'm here. Is something the matter?" He avoide come any closer.

lis sister, hoping she wouldn't

But Ackeira noticed his discomfort. "Are you crying? She entered the room, rounding the bed to stand before Emericl

aire.

"I am fine, truly. It is just... Emeriel sniffled, evading her probing eyes.

"It's the beast, is it not." It was more of a statement than a question. Ackeira sank onto the bed beside Emeriel. "Oh, Em..."

feel like this, you know? But I can't help it. Emeriel gripped his chest, squeezing it to alleviate the unbearable pressure within. "I don't want him to die. My

shook his head. "I knew

wand embrace. Emeriel sighed in gratitude,

but I'm trying to.

nose.

napkin, which she tenderly handed to him. He used it to wipe away his tears and blow his "I'm sorry for crying all over you like that. I'm supposed to be male, all masculine and hard. Not crying and whining."

exactly the way you're supposed to be. Perfect

jerky nod and brushed a

Ackeira whispered, her tone tinged with bitterness. "Oh,

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"Overwhelming. Intense. Surreal. It's as if my heart and body have a mind of their own when it comes to him. Even in his beast form, he has so much control over me, I have no idea how it'll feel to see him in his human form" Another sniffle escaped his lips. "And I want to, Keira. So much it's like a living hunger inside

above" Ackeira's eyes widened. "It's that intense? Why haven't you said anything to me. Em? I didn't know you

Keira. How could I possibly begin to tell you about this?" Tm so sorry. I should have been more supportive." Aekeira drew him back into her embrace, her voice filled with remorse. "Don't apologize for that. You have nothing to apologize for. The beast has hurt both of us.

""But still-

reversed, I would likely feel the same way" Emeriel pulled away

a mind, he eyes. "But you know what, Keira? King Daemonikai may be feral, but

beast would never harm me recognizes me. Perhaps not as his Soulbond, but

know. I still remember that mig, Ackeira shuddered, "Everything about him screamed...wild and

forbidden chambers, last night,"

blinked twice. "You did