Captive Slave 121

Chapter 121

"Y-Yes, Your Grace?" Her heart was lodged firmly in her throat.

Their eyes met, his green ones unreadable.

Panic surged through Emeriel. Why is he staring? Does he know who I am? Why

A horrified gasp from one of the Urekai maids snapped Emericl out of her trance. With a jolt, she realized she had stopped dead in the doorway, standing awkwardly in plain sight-a few paces away from the grand king. He did not recognize her.. he was waiting for her to drop the tray she carried.

"1-1 apologize, Your Grace!" Emeriel blurted out, rushing forward, her face flushing with embarrassment. Her hands shook as she hastily arranged the dishes.

King Daemonikai's gaze burned into the back of her head. That look inspired a mix of fear, mortification, and-to her utter dismay arousal.

Finally, Emeriel was done. She bowed deeply, then

n rose to join the other servers lined up against the wall.

The grand king's eyes lingered on her for a fraction longer before dismissing her with a cold indifference. There was no recognition in those emerald depths. No trace of the warmth he had shown Princess Galilea earlier. Instead, his gaze was as frigid as ice. His broad shoulders were rigid with tension and power. He radiated an aura of silent

close to me and die. warning: Come

After he ate in silence, they cleared the table. Emeriel had one foot out the door when the sound of that deep, authoritative voice stopped her.

"The human

stays. The rest leave."

The other servers filed out, passing her in a blur of movement, until she

e was alone with the grand king.

His eyes fixed on

her

unnerving gaze he had directed at Princess

Emeriel shifted uncomfortably.

seated, his posture stiff. "You

heavy. 1... uh... I

wave of his hand. "It is that is holy, does it bother

not my concern, and I do not care. But why, in

"Huh?" Emeriel blinked, confused.

me?" he said through gritted teeth,

idea how to

rhetorical question? It sounded like one, but those intimidating green eyes seemed to demand an

cleared her

"Uhmm..."

and the grand king gave a low growl,

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eyes widened-in-alarm. What

hint of yellow. Then he rose from his chair

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outside grew louder. A noise of hushed whispers and hurried footsteps. Emeriel's nerves were distressed with each passing moment. Unable to contain her curiosity, she stepped out of the

to be seen Emeriel approached one of the groups, feigning nonchalance as she listened in on their conversation. "She should be

another agreed. "Does she

sure every unbonded male in Frostfall and

voice chimed in."Maybe she has erratic

agreement followed. "Very unpredictable. Might be why she was unaware

"I pity

be dragged into the woods and mounted by at least ten of them before her heat is sated. The recovery will

stop it," another replied, "His Grace has

backed away, heart pounding. A maid in full heat? The scent so potent it lured every unbonded male

four minis. Does it mean I also has erratic heat, and it, too, will

Herod said

without warning?

swallowed hard, a knot

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

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