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

Captive Slave 110

Chapter 110

"Oh, yes, I apologize for the oversight," Lord Herod said, his volde smooth and apologetic. This is Eme...Princess Galelia of Rosvalley kingdom. She is my betrothed." Emeriel's heart skipped a beat as she struggled to conceal her surprise. Galelia was her middle name, a secret known only to Ackeira and Lord Herod. "And Leah, my dear, Lord Herod continued, turning to Emeriel with a warm smile, "you are in the presence of our first and ultimate ruler, the grand king." "Y-Your Grace, it is an ho-honor to be graced with your presence Emeriel swallowed nervously and executed a deep curtsy, her voice trembling slightly. "A human." Daemonikai observed, his tone neutral. It was not a question, but a simple acknowledgment..

There was no trace of the disgust, anger, or hatred that usually accompanied such a declaration from an Urekai, Instead, his face remained impassive, his voice polite. "Yes, your Grace, Lord Herod confirmed. "I discovered her during one of my trips to acquire more slaves. She is a Siren, and we are deeply devoted to one another." Emeriel nearly choked on her own saliva Lord Herod was unaware that she was a Siren. How had he known to such a convincing lie?

The grand king gave a nod. Then, he extended his hand towards Emeriel.

She placed her own in his. A soft gasp escaped her lips as their skin made contact

He raised her hand to his lips, his eyes never leaving hers. "You have an exquisite lady here, Lord of Agriculture."

Another shiver run down Emeriel's spine as his gaze lingered on her. The intensity of his scrutiny unnerved her. "Thank you, Your Majesty." Lord Herod bowed his head. O fabricate

King Daemonikai released Emeriel's hand, his attention finally shifting back to Lord Herod. "You are aware of the lands beyond the Crystal Waters, are you not? I am considering utilizing some of them for agricultural purposes. As the Lord of Agriculture, I require your expertise and collaboration on this matter."

"It would be an honor, Your Grace," Lord Herod's voice was filled with surprise and enthusiasm.

"We shall discuss this in private." King Daemonikai raised a hand to dismiss his retinue.

His soldiers, understanding the unspoken command, dispersed strategically positioning themselves throughout the house and its surrounding grounds.

Lord Herod turned to Emeriel. "Go and admire those lanterns we spoke of, my dear. I need a moment alone with the king"

"My study is this way, Your Grace. He gestured towards the famar corridor.

But the grand king did not immediately follow.

Instead, his piercing gaze settled on Emeriel once more, holding her captive.

herself to move, unable to break

her stomach. Fluttering with increasing force under those

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flushed with a sudden het. She managed another curtsy, her movements

far. She stood, staring blankly at the workers meticulously decorating her lantern, her thoughts consumed by King Daemonikai. Time lost to

the door opening

the house. His every movement exuded an air of lethal grace

white garment draping elegantly over his powerful

whisper. Heavens, to be this close

hers once more. His voice a velvety rumble, he asked, "Would you take a

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

about the

King Daemonikai observed the princess. Her wide, startled blue eyes, the nervous fidgeting. That

things piqued his interest.

framed. a delicate face with rosy lips that she chewed anxiously. The way the velvet gown clung to her figure, revealing every subtle dip and

not her beauty that had first caught his attention it

Princess Galilea had the

more.

scent he had encountered in a long time. A scent that drew him in. Made him

""Your Grace?" she rasped.

explained. "Your betrothed is occupied with matters inside. I was hoping you might show me around. It has been

He

increase. "Do not worry, Galilea, you are

to," she cut in, her

her throat "would like to, Your Grace, she repeated, her voice

and she followed beside him. He was acutely aware of her presence, her captivating scent

senses.