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"

head to the side. "Although fate seems to have 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 safe, and I wish you luck, human. With a male like the grand king, you will need

AEKERIA

Festival was everything Aekeira had imagined it would be. Standing beside Amie in the bustling square, she watched in awe as hundreds

dreams, transforming 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" rippled through the air. Ackeira's heart was filled with joy, now

this euphoria, a grating worry twisted in her gut whenever her

full heat, and the chaos it unleashed upon the unbonded males of

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

lose your

heart aches for him. I yearn for him, like

self-control when her own thoughts constantly

belly at the mere thought of him was unavoidable.

flickered through her mind, raising goosebumps along

in your own world again And why

cheeks flushing as her gaze returned to the kaleidoscope of lights:

eyes sparkling with joy. "I have

"Uh-huh-

Vladya had carried her. Cradled her in his

piercing gray eyes staring down

Lord Vladya we're talking about, remember? He

like a

He is coming this way,

his shy smile and dimpled cheeks

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

will float till morning. You can take your

knowing wink

look pretty tonight" His gaze lingered on

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