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 seats seven times since

at him as if her

one. Yet you are sweating profusely." Lord Herod paused, his eyes searching hers.

dread

dropping to their intertwined fingers. "Even now, your hand practically trembles with

is starting to reject touch.

EMERIEL

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herself pacing restlessly around Lord Herod's study. The ledger lay forgotten on the

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

entered the

the cottage," he 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 is for them to clear the

fingers through her hair. "Very

outside," Lord Herod suggested gently. "You can

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

her out

like hot coals. She saw the hunger in their gazes, heard the low groans escaping

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 come to you." She noticed the change in his tone. He was also fighting to maintain his composure. Yet,

me to examine your eyes." Lord Herod leaned forward, his fingers brushing against 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 her chin. "Quite red. Your full heat is

the cool air washed over Emeriel's heated skin, providing instant relief. She inhaled deeply, filling her lungs with the

"I shall dismiss the soldiers, save for the

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