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

Captive Slave 109

Chapter 109

"You are so beautiful.

Emeriel whirled around to find Lord Herod standing in the doorway, his eyes filled with warmth.

Last week, when she visited him for food, he had made her an offer of a safe space to dress up like a fernale and explore her femininity inside his home.

"This is a safe haven, Emeriel," he had said, gazing into her surped face. "You've never truly fived as the lady you are. Vera has many garments here, and I have no female offspring. If you ver wish to see yourself as the princess are, you are welcome to try them on." Emeriel had thanked him for his kindness, but declined the offer. However, in the days that followed, the temptation took root in her.

She had always wondered what it would feel like. As a child, she had occasionally donned Aekeira's clothes, with her sister standing guard, watching the door like a hawk to ensure they were not caught. But that had been over a decade ago.

Realizing this might be her only chance to explore her femininity in a secure environment, she had informed Lord Herod when she arrived that she would like to accept his offer, if it was still available.

He had instructed two of his household human slaves to assist her in selecting and dressing in a suitable garment. Now, gazing at her reflection in the mirror, tears welled up in Emeriel's eyes as she heard his voice once more.

You are very, very beautiful, Emeriel, Lord Herod added, his voice warm and sincere as he entered the chamber fully The servants, acknowledging his presence, inclined their heads respectfully before discreetly withdrawing. The dress suits you perfectly. You would have made a truly stunning princess"

"Thank you, My Lord," Emeriel curtsied, a lump forming in her throat as she glanced back at the mirror. She couldn't deny that she looked remarkably beautiful.

of black waves. The deep blue velvet gown, adorned with shimmering pearls and gemstones, accentuated her slender figure, its long flowing sleeves and fitted bodice creating

hope you don't mind that I am wearing your late

dormant, untouched. I could not bring myself to part with them. Rivera would not

sympathy for his enduring grief.

me to the Lantern Festival tomorrow night? You could go as you are, dressed as a female. No one would give you a second glance. You

she looked in the feminine attire. S did look different. But could she really go out in public like this, without

wave of newfound confidence washed over her. "I would be delighted to attend the festival with you, My Lord,' she replied, a

ready. Yours is particularly lovely. You should go to the courtyard and see it for yourself. If there's anything you'd like the workers to

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years, but she had learned the refined manners of a princess by attending

gratitude.

of the residence, she was met

the First, the mighty and supreme sovereign ruler of Urai,

My beloved?

as the entrance doors

heart thudded as their eyes met across the room. Beloved

paralyzed, unable to

onto her, and a hush fell over the

a deep curtsy. "Y-Your Grace,

Silence met her greeting.