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..."

I've tried not to 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 heart

his head. "I knew

a wand embrace. Emeriel sighed in gratitude, resting his head on her shoulder, allowing the tears to flow

sorry you're hurting, Em. You're right, I don't understand but I'm trying to. She ran soothing hands across his back. "It's okay,

nose.

shoulder was saturated with his tears. His sister rose and returned with a napkin, which she tenderly handed to him. He used it

that notion. You're exactly the way you're supposed

gave a jerky nod and brushed a stray

tone tinged with bitterness. "Oh, Em. Why must fate play such a

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trick!"

know. I simply do

does it feel?".

mean about the royal decree, but about being his soulmate. How

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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

said anything to me. Em? I didn't know you were going through

been more supportive." Aekeira drew him back into her embrace, her voice filled with remorse. "Don't apologize

""But still-

would likely feel the same way" Emeriel pulled

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

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

with you, Em, but... I do not know. I still remember that mig, Ackeira shuddered, "Everything about him screamed...wild and

forbidden chambers, last

twice. "You