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

away from the others. When they were well beyond earshot,

target?"

The beast's rampage

of one of the

to pieces for molesting the boy! For his scent lingering

the beast be killed tomorrow? Is there

narrowed. "My instincts are rarely wrong, Razarr. There's something going on with the feral, something inexplicable, and it's all connected to that boy. It makes me uneasy. Before whatever that is goes any

I will assemble a squad

lips before he armed to leave. "Choose our finest, commander. The

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the elite."

features. "For a mere human

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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

of all our men, they

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smirked. "It may not kill that stubborn beast outright, 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

EMERIEL

the sky in streaks of molten gold and fiery rose

familiar path back to the fortress his footsteps soft on the packed

of it

to in

understood

insatiable thirst. Emeriel doubted he could survive a real feeding those tiny, little sips from the beast had been so overwhelming, a

King Daemonika, although the beast had taken

hunger. Emeriel had practically felt its intensity when the

if being careful not