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"

who will tear you apart once she finds out what you are." She turned to face the exit, but looked back. "Stay safe, and I wish you luck, human. With

AEKERIA

be. Standing beside Amie in the bustling square, she watched in awe

the square into a canvas of light and color. The joyous laughter and excited chatter of the crowd were infectious, a chorus of "oohs" and "ahhs"

the surface of this euphoria, a grating worry twisted in her gut whenever her thoughts drifted

of 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

had wanted to grab Em by the shoulders and shake some sense into her.

to lose

it's so hard. I wish to 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

to preach caution and self-control when her own thoughts constantly returned to Lord

belly at the mere thought of him

sexual intimacy and bloodfeeding flickered through her mind, raising

your own world again And why that secret

cheeks flushing as her gaze returned to

with joy. "I have never seen slaves so

"Uh-huh-

carried her. Cradled her in his arms

piercing gray eyes staring down at her as if she was all that muttered at

doing. Aekeira! Do NOT read into it. This is Lord Vladya we're talking about, remember? He would sooner kill à humani than

like a ghost of warmness refusing to

It's Hamel. He is coming this way, Amie said

with his shy smile and dimpled cheeks Hi. Have you

shook her head, clutching the delicate paper orbs protectively. "Not yet. I'm not ready to let

widened. "Lanterns will float till morning. You

shot Arkeira a knowing wink before disappearing into the

look pretty tonight" His gaze lingered on

was nothing fancy, but i t was a far cry from the drab slave uniforms