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?"

reached for her hand, forcing her to

him as if her mind was struggling

is bitterly cold outside, little one. Yet you are sweating profusely."

shook her head in denial, dread in her eyes.

gaze dropping to their intertwined fingers. "Even now, your

starting to reject touch. By tonight, you will be feeling the full effects. Your full heat

EMERIEL

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muttered to herself pacing restlessly around Lord Herod's study. The

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

creaked open, and Lord Herod entered the room, his

spoke in 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

raked her fingers through

Lord Herod suggested gently. "You can get some

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

Lord Herod to lead her out of the

passed the servants, Emeriel felt their eyes burn into her skin like hot coals. She saw the

Herod despite the discomfort it caused her. "Your scent has intensified tenfold, Emeriel," Lord Herod explained with a touch of strain in his voice. "Fear not, for I will not let any harm

Emeriel's skin as he gently held her chin, disregarding her slight flinch. Peering into her eyes, his gaze searched, intense. "Just as I expected," he murmured, releasing

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

"I shall

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