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"

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

AEKERIA

had imagined it would be. Standing beside Amie in the bustling square, she watched in awe as hundreds of

excited chatter of the crowd were infectious, a chorus of "oohs" and "ahhs" rippled through the air. Ackeira's heart was filled with

the surface of this euphoria, a grating worry

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. Ackeira had found it hard to believe, but not as hard as she had found Em's confession about how intimate

Em by the shoulders and shake some sense into her.

lose your

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

to preach caution and self-control when her

in her belly at the mere thought

sexual intimacy and bloodfeeding flickered through her mind,

Amie nudge her. "You're lost in your

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

her eyes sparkling with joy. "I have never seen slaves so

"Uh-huh-

carried her. Cradled her in his

feel of those strong arms encircling her, lifting her in the woods. Those piercing gray eyes

are you doing. Aekeira! Do NOT read into it. This is Lord Vladya we're talking about, remember?

of his touch lingered like a ghost of warmness refusing

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

and dimpled cheeks Hi. Have you

clutching the delicate paper orbs protectively. "Not yet. I'm not ready to let it

will float till morning. You can

Arkeira a knowing wink before disappearing into

tonight" His gaze lingered on

Aekeira smoothed down the simple fabric. It was nothing fancy, but i t was a far cry from the drab slave uniforms they