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

Captive Slave 119

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119

It began two months ago. I nearly attacked Sinai for touching re."

"Everyone's touch?"

A curt nord

Vladya did not like that. He did not like that at all. "You are aware of what this means, don't you? You are building boundaries. Isolating yourself from all of us. That severe misery state where people begin to build walls around themselves. keeping their loved ones and the rest of the world away. You know how ugly it can get. Fight it, Daemonikai."

But Daemonikai remained silent, his gaze fixed on the silhouette of the fortress.

Vladya did not push. He felt like a hypocrite, urging his friend to battle demons he himself had long surrendered to

"The scar on your face. Did you get it that night of the Eclipse Moon?" Daemonikai asked, changing the subject.

"Nope. Your beast did that? Vladya said in a casual, light tone. "Turns out it is true what they say, a feral knows no friend from foe, and a feral fights to kill."

Daemon was not amused. "I apologize." His lips turned down in displeasure, a shadow of regret passing over his features.

Vladya waved off the apology. "Are you sleeping better now?"

Tam truly sorry, Vlad." Daemon repeated, the guilt plain in his voice.

Take a hint, old man. I am trying to change the subject here, Vidya said, dryly. "Are those nightmares still plaguing you?"

Daemonikai sighed, nodding reluctantly. "I do not mind. Better to stay awake than to relive those moments. So, who is she? The female you fed from? The one who quenched your thirst?"

"She did not quench my thirst,"

"Fine, the one who nearly quenched your thirst," Daemonikai amended with a wry grin.

Vladya rolled his eyes. "She is okay, I guess. She got a bit... high, so I had Yaz take her to her room to sleep it off"

his interest piqued. "How

a belfry, Vladya thought, remembering the intoxicating scent of her blood, the way her body responded to his touch. If I had not stopped, I could

haven't seen that in a while. Sleepy, aroused, but not

have. Emeriel got high when you drank from her the night before

"Daemon?" Vladya called.

"Mmm?"

if your Soulbond were to suddenly appear, how

Few seconds passed.

practically extinct. It

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"If she were to appear before you right now, what would your reaction

towards

grateful such a female does not exist because then I would not have to choose to let the person god

much, but hearing it voiced aloud was a stark reminder of how deep Daemonikai's grief ran. How raw his pain was. Daemonikai looked at the sky as if the vastness mirrored the

fortress, Vladya paused at the intersection where their paths

with your bloodhost than to drain countless others and remain unfulfilled Even

the distance, his silence hung in the air, stretching taut. Finally, he gave a

Vladya's features. Thank you, Your Grace, he murmured, smiling a

bastard," Daemonikai said with a good-natured snort, before he turned and strode away towards

knot of

and it was her first time venturing to this part of the fortress. If not for the helpful kitchen hand guiding her,

For your own well-being.

heat. She had tried to distract herself all day, but the worry gnawed at her.

her.

a whirlwind of controlled chaos. Urekai maids rushed about with buckets of water. male servants lugged piles of firewood, all dodging

roaring fire, turning a spit-roasted boar. Another pounded herbs in a worn stone mortar, the fragrant scent of rosemary and thyme cutting through the smoky

of nerves washed over Emeriel as she navigated the bustling kitchen. But then she spotted Madam Livia, meticulously arranging silver platters

Livia called, her voice cutting

"You sent

madam?"

with dinner service. We are running short of Urekai servants due