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

Chapter 132

Captive Slave 134

Chapter 134

LORD HEROD

Emeriel scoffed, shaking her head vehemently. "Please do not even joke about something like that, my Lord. I feel fine. I've had mini-heats before, and I can definitely tell you that I'm not in heat right now. I'm not feeling anything like that." She leaned forward, her eyes scanning the scroll before him, desperately seeking a distraction. "I need to look at these records carefully."

Hours passed as Lord Herod observed with growing concern as Emeriel flitted about the study like a moth caught in a lantern's glow.

She paced, she perched on the cushions, and she paced once more, her brow furrowed in concentration, as she clutched a stack of parchments in her shaky hands.

"You could try rotating crops, My Lord," she suggested, her voice clipped and focused. "Planting legumes in one season and grains in the next could potentially replenish the soil."

"Mmm," Herod murmured noncommittally.

"Furthermore, investing in new irrigation systems might prove beneficial," her words tumbled out in a rush. "Providing water to the fields during droughts could significantly improve their yield." "Mmm," Herod's eyes fixed on Emeriel's agitated movements.

And as for the unexplored land," she pressed on, barely pausing for breath, "one could experiment with different seeds and explore the use of new fertilizers-"

"Emeriel," he called softly.

"Yes?" Pausing, Emeriel glanced at him, her eyes wide and unfocused. "The legumes that should be planted need-"

"Emeriel," his tone was more insistent this time.

Emeriel stopped abruptly, her attention snapping back to him. "Yes, My Lord?"

her, he gently took the parchment from her trembling hands and set it aside. Tenderly, he reached for her hand, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Have you noticed that you have changed

her

cold outside, little one. Yet you are sweating profusely." Lord Herod

denial, dread in her eyes.

jerked your hands away from mine three times," Lord Herod continued, his gaze dropping to their intertwined

allowing his words sink in. "It means your body is starting to reject touch. By tonight, you will be feeling the full effects. Your full heat

EMERIEL

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Chapter 134

restlessly around Lord Herod's study. The ledger lay forgotten

her feeling hot, restless, and utterly miserable. Her clothes were suffocating her. Her skin prickled with an unbearable itch. Sweat trickled down her face and

open, and Lord Herod entered the room, his eyes filled with

a soothing tone. "Over the past week, I have instructed them to fortify the walls in preparation for your full heat. Now, all that remains is for them to clear the space, and I shall escort you to see it." He took

fingers through her hair. "Very

Herod suggested

really wanted was to tear off her clothes and run around naked through the cool morning air, but she knew that was out

Herod to lead her out of the

like hot coals.

intensified tenfold, Emeriel," Lord Herod explained with a touch of strain in his voice. "Fear not, for I will not let any harm come to you." She noticed the change in his tone. He

her slight flinch. Peering into her eyes, his gaze searched, intense.

skin, providing instant relief. She inhaled deeply, filling her lungs with

"I shall dismiss the

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