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

two maids from Blackstone conversing by the well. Apparently, Lord Vladya dismissed a Urekai maid to go mount a human royal." "Is that what

They would give anything to capture his attention, no matter how

Relief washed over Amic.

at her strangely.

nothing." Amie's conscience was already killing her, knowing she would soon deliver 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 at small comfort that it was not she who

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the gaps in the aged wood, creating patterns upon the earthen floor below. Amie led Emeriel towards the doors, their hinges groaning in protest as they creaked open. As they stepped inside, a large hand, shot out from the

the ground. Master Boris

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

her eyes widening in terror. Tears welled up, blurring her vision as she stumbled back

step

at her in disbelief. "Wh-what is the meaning of this, Amie?" he stammered, his voice barely a

you into my hands, that is what it means. 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

her betrayal crushing down on her. Shamed in her throat, choking

explanation She stole another glance at Emeriel, his expression -

her voice barely audible. Shame spurred her bac step further, putting more

Emeriel tried to lunged towards Amie, but Master Boris dug his fingers into his skin. Master Boris shot

finally spilling down her cheeks. Forgive me," she mumbled with a choked sob, before whirling around and

imposing metal gates of the forbidden chambers. His arms were crossed impatiently, and his gaze pierced through

broke the