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"

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

AEKERIA

the bustling square, she watched in awe as hundreds of lanterns ascended into

color. The joyous laughter and excited chatter of the crowd were infectious, a chorus of "oohs" and "ahhs" rippled

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

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

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

lose

tears. "My heart aches for him. I yearn for him, like fire in my blood. Crave him so

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

warmth that bloomed in her belly at the mere thought of

sexual intimacy and bloodfeeding flickered through her mind,

in your own world again And why that secret

flushing as her gaze returned to the kaleidoscope of lights: above. "The festival is

not?" Amie sighed, her eyes sparkling with joy. "I have

"Uh-huh-

her in his arms

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

read into it. This is Lord Vladya we're talking about, remember? He would sooner kill à humani than care for

lingered like

Hamel. He is coming this way, Amie said

approached them with his shy smile and dimpled cheeks Hi. Have you not floated your lantern

orbs protectively. "Not yet.

"Lanterns will float till morning. You can

shot Arkeira a knowing wink before disappearing

His gaze

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