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

Captive Slave 93

Chapter 93

GREYROCK, THE NORTHERN WING

GRAND LORD ZAIPER

Grand Lord Zaiper hummed a tune of triumph as he glided along the labyrinthine corridors. The cool stones beneath his feet echoed with each step, carrying the promise of a future hewn to his will.

All the hard work he had put in would finally pay off, and he would ascend to the grand throne of Urekal.

"My lord," a passing laborer gasped, bowing so low his sweat-slicked forehead nearly touched the floor.

"Good day to you as well, he replied, his grin stretching really wide..

Their flinches, the way their heads snapped back to their tasks lite frightened sparrows, were a satisfying tribute.

On this blessed day, his heart was filled with sheer delight. Once he became the grand king, his next agenda would be to eliminate the law of the four rulers.

He would be the sole ruler of his people.

To achieve such a goal would undoubtedly take years-perhaps even cent nail

the people would resist him tooth and

But Zaiper had all the time in the world. That was one of the perks of living a long, long life.

Eventually, they would submit. They had no choice, he would be their undisputed ruler, his word their unbreakable law.

Rounding a corner, the rhythmic clash of the training grounds abruptly ceased.

They were his finest warriors-his trusted hidden soldiers-specially trained for countless centuries. They stood at attention, their stances as rigid as the ancient stone of the fortress itself. Their commander, Razarr, broke formation and stepped forward

from the others. When they were well beyond earshot,

target?" Razarr's voice was

must die. The beast's rampage last night... the way

the information out of one

the slave master to pieces for molesting the boy! For his scent lingering on

but won't the beast be killed tomorrow? Is there still a

It makes me uneasy. Before whatever that is goes any further, that boy needs to die."

will assemble a squad for tonight." Rarr inclined

a smile playing on his lips before he armed to

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the elite."

on Razarr's features. "For a mere human

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the square outside Ravenshadow, this evening. Strike after, when he makes for home. The forest offers perfect cover. If all goes according to plan, he should not be difficult to eliminate. However, have the elite soldiers

prowess of all our men, they

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but it will weaken him significantly. If he is struck by more than a few, it will surely be fatal. Hence, I require the elites for this task. I am not willing to take any chances. One of those

EMERIEL

in streaks of molten gold and fiery rose as the

back to the fortress his footsteps soft on the packed

sheer intensity of it had seared itself into

to in

understood the mistress's

insatiable thirst. Emeriel doubted he could survive a real feeding those tiny, little sips

believe he had fed King Daemonika, although the beast

had practically felt its intensity when the beast's unyielding body began to shake, yet

careful not to drain