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

Captive Slave 126

Chapter 126

"Do you think he suspects?" the girl asked at last, breaking the silence.

Alviara shook her head slowly. "I doubt it. But then, who can truly know the workings of his mind?" A pause, "What is your

name

"Emeriel."

"Emeriel." The name was like a caress on Alviara's tongue. "Ah, the human prince? Stolen from court by the beast? The one whom a slave master met his end for daring to defile? It all makes sense now." The girl, Emeriel, swayed on her feet, her face pale and drawn.

Alviara reached out a hand to steady her. "Are you alright?"

"The feeding. It... uhh...."

"Blood drunk?" Alviara's eyebrows shot up in disbelief. "You feel intoxicated?"

Emeriel let out a sheepish sigh. "A little."

"Huh. Guess what they say is true. Soulbonds really are the whole package," Alviara said in disbelief, "Well, human, I will be on my way. Tonight was... interesting. Let's do it again sometime

Alviara started to walk away, then paused, turning back. "Do you want my advise?"

Emeriel shrugged, her eyes still closed.

"Hide your identity as long as you can. Nothing good will come from the discovery of your secret. That male loved his bondmate deeply, and he lost her in a way you already know. If you ask me, it is probably best if His Grace never finds out. It would likely be in your best interest"

a hand here. Well, let fate play its part, but do not force Stay away from his bloodhost, she is a vixen who will tear you apart once she finds out what you are." She turned to face the exit, but looked back. "Stay

AEKERIA

Standing beside Amie in the bustling square, she

canvas of light and color. The joyous laughter and excited chatter of the crowd were infectious, a chorus

surface of this euphoria, a grating worry twisted

what happened the previous night had reached her ears. Em's daring act of serving the king's dinner, a maid going into full heat, and the chaos it unleashed upon the unbonded males of the fortress.

reproachfully. She had wanted to grab Em by the shoulders and shake some sense into her. To protect her from her own reckless heart. "What if he found out? Are you that Chapter

to lose

be near him, always," Em had said in a soft, broken whisper, her eyes brimming with tears. "My heart aches for him. I yearn for him, like fire in my blood. Crave him so much. You would not understand, Ackeira" The fight had drained out of Ackeira. Because she really was beginning

caution and self-control when her own thoughts constantly

her belly at

flickered through

her. "You're lost in your own world again And

composed herself, her cheeks flushing as her gaze returned to the kaleidoscope of

it not?" Amie sighed, her eyes sparkling with joy. "I have never seen slaves

"Uh-huh-

Vladya had carried her. Cradled her

remembered the feel of those strong arms encircling her, lifting her in the woods. Those piercing gray eyes staring down at her as if she was all that muttered at

NOT read into it. This is Lord Vladya we're talking about, remember? He would

touch lingered like a

It's Hamel. He is coming this way,

smile and dimpled cheeks Hi. Have you not floated

paper orbs protectively. "Not yet. I'm not ready to let

will float till morning. You can take

Arkeira a knowing wink before disappearing into the

tonight" His

fabric. It was nothing fancy, but i t was a far cry from the drab