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

Captive Slave 95

Chapter 95

GRAND LORD VLÁDYA.

Grand Lord Vladya slumped in his study chair, his gaze fixed blankly on the weathered stone wall. He had sent a soldier to summon Merrilyn.

The soldier's report resounded in his skull. Lady Merrilyn has been in labor for hours, and thus unable to make the journey.

The next thing to do was clear. He needed to hurry to his bloodiest before the poison reached his heart, while some strength remained, and get the much-needed blood himself. Even if it meant a sip from a goblet, just to sustain him until the bealer arrived. Any other male in his position would have done it

Not him.

His eyes fell to the ravaged flesh on his shoulder. The wound throbbed, swollen, black veins pulsing outward, tracing a macabre path toward his heart.

While hunting in the woods with his soldiers, he had spotted an assassin. He'd sent Yaz and the others ahead, then gave chase. He wasn't surprised to learn they were targeting Emeriel.

He had known yesterday's events would put the boy in greater danger. He just hadn't expected it to happen so soon. Was it Zaper? Or were there others?

The door creaked open, and Yaz entered, his scent thick with concern. "I shall hurry to Lady Merilyn's dwelling and inform them of your poisoning, my Lord. She would bleed herself dry to save you, even amidst labor's agony. She is unaware of the severity of your need." "There's no need. Send for the healer," Vladya dismissed with a wave of his hand.

Yaz remained rooted in place, his eyes filled with stormy determination. "The poison will reach your heart before the healer arrives.

"Just do as I said, Yaz, Vladya leaned back, his eyelids fluttered close. He was so tired.

"But-Yaz's protest hung heavy in the silence.

In the end, however, the scrape of wood on stone marked Yaz's reluctant departure.

AEKIEIRA

Ackeira tended her garden, the watering can a gentle weight in her hand. Sunlight dappled her skin as she moved with practiced grace, allowing a delicate stream of water to nourish the plants below.

She tended to the vibrant array of flowers and vegetables. Sound of water meeting the soil brought her a sense of comfort, immersing her in the moment. Then, the sharp crack of a footstep approaching shattered her tranquility. Startled, Ackeira whirled around

Vladya's head soldier stood rigid, his

Vladya summons you," he stated,

a beat. "He does?" It had been two days sice that disastrous night, and she hadn't seen

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clenched his jaw, flicking his gaze away. "Yes," he confirmed, the

sensing there

is fine," he retorted, the words

"Just a moment to-"

-

snapped,

watering can with a clatter, she removed her apron and hurried after him. Her pulse a frantic drumbeat against her ribs. What was going

entrance, and inside the vast residence. The soldier halted before an imposing

his voice devoid of warmth. Then, with a brisk turn, he

gone.

retreat, his stiff posture mirroring his master's. Too serious, too rigid.

groan of ancient hinges, the door swung inward, revealing a sliver of shadowed space She ventured into

parchment filling

her attempt at composure. "You called

GRAND LORD VLADYA

darkness. Her scent hit him like

been alluring, but now, mixed with the fragrance of roses, Ackeira smelled unimaginably

through clenched teeth, the

But your head

He had brought Ackeira

through Vladya's veins. Leaning back, he shut his

bleeding!" She gasped. "You're

him. Unbelievably close. The sweet notes of rose mingled with vanilla

Vladya ground out through clenched teeth. "A mere scratch-"The words died on his lips as the sharp rip of fabric

Ackeira had torn a strip from the hem of her dress. Her movements rushed and determined, she stepped closer, holding the torn cloth like a weapon. "What madness is