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

Captive Slave 88

Chapter 88

What just happened? Ackeira wondered, her body and soul wracked with pain. Everywhere hurts. She had come dangerously close to passing out.

Her chamber door opened once again, and her heart impulsively reached out in desperation, wishing for Lord Vladya's

"Keira"" A familiar voice reacheiber cars.

A breath of relief left her. "Em?" she croaked.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm here for you." Emeriel climbed into bed beside her and hugged her tightly. "He won't hurt you anymore. I saw him leave","

Her younger sister murmured soothingly, gently patting her hair Emeriel's body trembled, and Aekeira could hear the strain in her voice. "It's okay, I've got you. I'm sorry I can't protect you from this. I wish I could."

How could Aekeira express to her sister that, despite the pain he had caused, she secretly longed for Lord Vladya to return?

How could she explain that, even in the midst of her hurt, she still yearned to feel his touch, to have him inside her again?

Something was seriously wrong with her.

Aekeira buried her face in Emeriel's throat and let her tears flow freely.

AMIE

The day bled into dusk, casting long shadows that stretched from the looming towers of Ravenshadow fortress like grasping fingers. Amie walked with Emeriel along one of the many winding paths leading away from the sprawling fortress. "Where did you say we were headed again?" Emeriel asked. Dust rose from the path with each step, swirling around their ankles like a smoky haze.

"To the barn, my lady. Madam Livia said you should assist me in milking the cows, Amie replied.

crossed Emeriel's brow, but

service Lord Vladya, last night?" Amie asked as they walked. "I overheard two maids from Blackstone conversing by the well. Apparently, Lord Vladya dismissed

his attention, no matter how little he was willing to grant them." She glanced at Emeriel. "So, was it you?" "No, it

Relief washed over Amic.

looking at her strangely. "Is something troubling

Prince Emeriel to Master Boris. But the added guilt of doing so shortly after Lord Vladya had mounted her was simply too much for Amie to bear. It was

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softly, gesturing towards a weathered building

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rhythmic stirrings of the animals. Shafts of golden sunlight seeped through the gaps in the aged wood, creating patterns upon the earthen floor below. Amie led Emeriel

off the ground. Master Boris loomed over him, a cruel sneer

snarled, his voice dripping with malice. "You've done well, Amie. Bringing him to me

flinched at the comparison, her eyes widening in terror. Tears welled up, blurring her vision as

step

in disbelief. "Wh-what is the meaning of this, Amie?" he stammered,

Master Boris shoved Emeriel back onto his feet, keeping a tight grip on his arm. The man's gaze burned into Emeriel, a mix of raw lust and barely contained anger blazing within. "You stopped working at the inn.

betrayal crushing down on her. Shamed in

another glance at Emeriel, his expression -

voice barely audible. Shame spurred her bac step

lunged towards Amie, but Master Boris dug his

she mumbled with a choked sob,

chambers. His arms were crossed impatiently, and his gaze pierced

Livia's voice broke the silence. "You sent for