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

Captive Slave 99

Chapter 99

LAST CHAPTER FOR PART 1.

GRAND LORD VLADYA

Vladya's fists, clenched in a white-knuckled grip, slowly unfurled as the soldiers secured the cage in the center of the arena. Zaiper's voice droned on, a meaningless litany of ritual and tradition, but Vladya barely heard it.

He had spent the night poring over ancient texts, the complex lines of the Xaal Theh Zeek spell swirling in his mind. Even now, he traced the sigils with his thoughts, a rehearsal for what was to come.

The air was thick with the scent of sorrow and anguish, threatening to suffocate him. The wails of the women cut through the night, a mournful chorus that made Vladya's gut clench

Zaiper remained unfazed as he continued with the rituals. After the readings came the moment of execution, where Daemonikai would be killed forever.

But not on Vladya's watch..

Not if he had anything to say about it.

He could feel the power of Xaal Theh Zeek thrumming beneath his skin. The forbidden spell ready to unleash

Vladya had no idea what he had been expecting after the beast drank from the boy, but as the hours passed and the time for Daemon to be eliminated drew closer, the feeling of disappointment was almost crippling.

It irritated him. They had agreed a long time ago that miracles did not happen. Vladya had been a fool to think that one might occur from a mere bloodfeeding.

"And now," Zaiper's voice boomed through the arena. "We proceed with the termination." He gestured grandly to the healers. "Bring forth the blades."

The healers emerged, their faces pale and drawn, bearing three ceremonial daggers on velvet cushions, their poisoned tips glinting in the firelight.. Each Grand Lord accepted their weapon.

With a synchronized movement, they rose from their thrones, their heavy robes swirling around them like cloaks. One by one, they descended the steps into the arena, each footfall a heavy drumbeat in the suffocating silence.

Vladya gripped the dagger's hilt, its cold metal a stark contrast to the turmoil raging within him. The execution was brutally simple. They would approach the cage, partially shift into their beast forms, and plunge the dagger deep into the feral's abdomen. As they neared the cage, Vladya initiated the first step of the mind exchange ritual.

Opening his mind, he began to hum a low, resonant tune.

A deafening thunderclap ripped through the tense silence. Its echo boomed, shaking the very foundations of the arena

Murmurs rippled through the crowd, growing into cries of mourning and grief.

As if in answer, a jagged bolt of lightning split the sky, momentarily illuminating the scene with an eerie glow.

Another thunderclap, even louder than the first, shook the earth

Then, the beast stirred

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form within the cage. Despite

eyes widening as he turned to Zaiper. "I thought you said the darts had

job

of iron shards dissolved in a solution infused with scented leaves from

raised its massive head. The chains around

gasp rose from the audience. Those who had been slouching in their

lightning illuminated

heard over the hushed whispers of the crowd. "What's happening?" Zaiper's voice was a growing

Fur receded to reveal smooth skin. Awild mane smoothed into dark, flowing

in the

in front of thousands of astonished Urekai, the

sat Grand

eyes languidly took in the chains that bound him. With a

cacophony of gasps, whispers,

"The beast...shifted!"

"The King has returned?"

"Holy Ukrae!"

as he took in his surroundings, his gaze sweeping across the arena. His

sound escaped Vladya's throat. The ceremonial dagger slipped from his nerveless fingers, clattering to the sand. Then, he was

hands warped into vicious claws as he ran. The massive paws slammed against the cage locks, metal shrieking in protest before shattering. He ripped the door open, his hand

name emerged as a hoarse whisper,

so many emotions he couldn't name. Trembling hands reached out, ghosting over

that always held a fiery purpose, a mouth that was either set in a grim line or curled into

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thought

the contours of Daemonikai's face, his eyes filled with tears. "Please, tell me you are in 1-there. Tell me you are back." Daemonikai's eyes fluttered open again, green irises clouded with exhaustion. His throat

words.

emotional wreck. V.D," he rasped, his voice

of Vladya's composure. A sob tore from his throat as he shoved himself into Daemonikai

onto Daemon's shoulder. "Please tell me you

"I am...here to...stay."

leave again." Vladya choked out,

is big body trembled.

voice was a