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

Captive Slave 145

Chapter 145

At the fortress, he passed through the familiar intersection and was almost at Blackstone when he heard a familiar voice,

"Lord Vladya

Vladya did not turn. "Not now, Ottai."

"Yes, now," his friend insisted, his voice firm. "And if you do not rant me your time, I shall follow you all the way to Blackstone. And mark my words, I shall plague you until you giv in." Vladya stopped with a resigned sigh.

"Figured as much. Everyone, leave," Ottai ordered. Within seconds, the meeting of paths was deserted, except for the two of them.

"It is the madness, is it not? It creeps closer. Tell me what trouble you, Vlad."

Vladya met his gaze. "Nothing."

"You know better than to lie to me," Ottai hissed, stepping closer his eyes narrowed in suspicion. "You vanished for days, now you return with bloodshot eyes, as if you haven't slept in weeks." "Fine. It's the madness. I lost track of time. Zoned out for days." He stated bluntly. "What are you going to do about it?" Ottai paled, his anger replaced with a wave of pity and sorrow. "Vlad..." Vladya turned and began to walk away, unable to bear the weight of his friend's concern.

"Tell Daemon about this. Please." Ottai's plea hung in the air.

Vladya stopped, whirling around. "And what difference would it make? He already contends with enough burdens. He does not need the weight of my own struggles."

"Is that what you tell yourself? You think the grand king will not wish to know that his closest companion is battling feral madness? Since when do you lie to yourself?"

Vladya rubbed his throbbing temples. "I have a headache the size of a dragon's egg, I cannot do this right now."

"He sought you. Repeatedly. He even left to hunt for you, before news arrived that he had to attend to some urgent matters for days."

"What urgent matters?"

"I know not. My point is, you must tell him." Ottai pinned him with a stern look. "If you do not tell him, I will."

Anger flashed in Vladya's eyes. "Why is it so important to you?"

"You think I do not know what you are doing?" Ottai shot back, anger mirroring Vladya's own. "Your sanity deteriorates rapidly because you are not fighting this. You are NOT putting up a fight. You think I will let you? You think I would let you run away like a coward?" He closed the distance between them, jabbing a finger into Vladya's chest. "Think again! I. Will. Not. -Let. You."

For a man who rarely lost his composure

or I will. Do you hear me, Vladya?" With those

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a deep

GRAND RING DAEMONIKAI

difficult than Daemonikai

now, their towering pines boming over him, their earthy scent of moss and decaying leaves mingling with

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he was out here hunting his best friend, but he was a male who rarely lied

her first heat,

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is not alone. Her male

ugly feeling

it yet again. The girl had him so

of control. It had been so long;

as if

Ridiculous.

gone; he had no personal attachment to anyone else. Rubbing his chest absently,

way of his tracking. The girl's scent was all he could

his lungs with deep fresh air, attempting to think of what could be wrong with Vladya. Daemonikai tried not to worry, but it was becoming hard not to. Even when breaking the laws he helped create, Vladya would typically

Was Herodis around?

instincts tooth and nail, that he hadn't even stopped to confirm the Lord of Agriculture's

at home. His female is in heat; where would he

But

you

her away. What if he is off to his duties? He expects

arguing

the smallest task was difficult. Never before had he experienced such uncertainty leaving

after heat, was it? What if the heat waves were

through the silence of

from behind an oak tree. His expression stoic and impassive, all professional, as usual. "Your

to be able to tail me for a few hours before I caught you. I thought I instructed you