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

Captive Slave 101

GRAND LORD VLADVA

The door creaked open, and Grand Lord Vladya entered the chamber. Daemonikai did not turn, his back still to the room, but Vladya didn't need him to.

He crossed the space with silent steps, taking his place beside his oldest friend at the window.

Waves of sorrow and despair radiated from Daemonikai, grief hanging in the air.

How does one comfort a male who has awakened to the loss of everything he held dear! Vladya had no answers, so he simply stood in silence.

"You shouldn't have brought me back," Daemonika's voice was a low rasp. "Why did you?" "You had no right to leave," Vladya stated casually, his gaze fixed on the moonlit field below. Daemonikai whipped around, his eyes blazing. "What the hell. Vladya?"

"You had no right to leave like that!" Vladya's voice rose, the words torn from him in a torrent of pent-up entotion. "No right to run away. To hide. What happened to we are in this together? You always told me so. What happened to I will always be here? Rage ignited in Darmonika's eyes, a green fire fueled by grief. He shoved Vladya, hard, sending him sprawling across the room in a tangle of limbs.

"I lost my entire family, you heartless bastard! Evie, Myka. Alvin. they're all gone."

Vladya rose with a fluid grace. Then deal with it! That's what you do. You don't run and hide. You face the goddamn pain. His own voice shook with barely restrained fury. "I know it's not easy. I know what it feels like. And the worst part? It does not end." He stated bluntly. "Every morning, you wake up and look for them for a split second, before reality slams into you that they're gone forever. You will want to drown yourself in the nearest river. You will hate everyone, everything. And when you smile for your people, it'll feel like a mask. A hollow mockery. Because inside, you're torn apart. Broken. Shattered into pieces."

He closed the distance between them, their noses almost touching, Daemonikai only a few inches taller. "It. Does. Not. Get Better. There is no magical solution. Living will feel like hell. But guess what? Living is the only option we have. Especially YOHL Daemonikai. Our people needed you I needed you. You had five hundred years to wallow in blankness and blissful emptiness. Now, it's time to come back and face the wreckage. We all need you."

Silence descended, only Vladya's ragged breathing echoed across the room.

"You brat, Daemonikai's features softened. "You are still the same insolent, selfish, mouthy little bastard met nearly four thousand years ago."

"Not a brat," Vladya protested weakly. The familiar insult warmed him more than be cared to admit.

now sent a fresh wave of emotion surging through him. Daemonikai is back.

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

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Chapter 101

die, then what you need does not matter Vladya crossed his arms stubbornly, his gaze returning to the fields

don't know what to

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was

silent so long Daemonikai

lost my

"We all lost someone."

Ottai would be shattered. That adorable boy was his only offspring

to Vladya. Cruel.

highest number of failed bondings in Urai. Each failed bonding ritual was agonizing, and Vladya had experienced it so many times that Daemonikai had lost count. Watching him lose himself with every

thatrany

to lose days after a successful bonding... it was

was a soft command, his arms

not

countered, closing the distance between them. He pulled his friend into a tight embrace. "I doy

only for a moment.

you. You do not get to die, V.D. I

GRAND LORD VLADYA