Captive Slave 148

Chapter 148

GRAND LORD VLADYA

"Your Highness," the healer packed his herbal bag, casting fleeting glances of concern at Vladya.

"What is it, Faiwick?" Vladya drank his tea casually, the bitter taste lingering on his tongue. "Your hesitation does not aid me, so you might as well speak plainly."

"Forgive me, my lord, but you must bloodfeed. Truly, you do. Not the meager portions obtained from mere feeders, but a real feeding from Lady Merrilyn. With the proper rituals from the Sacred Ways Of Old." "That is a little dramatic, do you not think?" Vladya arched an eyebrow.

"No. It is..." The healer ran his hand through his black hair. "You are not taking this seriously, my lord. Your body is in dire need of bloodfeeding and sexual intimacy. You cannot keep ignoring them any longer." "Calm yourself, Faiwick." Setting the glass down with cool indifference, Vladya met the healer's gaze. "I know I'm on the path to feral."

His eyes went wide. "Y-you do?"

"Of course I do, it's my body, is it not? I feel these things. I am the one who cannot remember events, feels the urge to go on a killing spree, and awakens in the woods on occasion. Of course, I know." Your Highness..." Faiwick's lips wobbled. He looked dangerously close to tears.

Vladya rolled his eyes, pursing his lips. "Please, do not."

The healer swiped at his eyes, attempting to regain composure. Does the grand king know?"

"He does not. Nor will he find out." Vladya pinned him with a stern gaze.

not worry.

the pill on the nightstand. At least whatever was in the first concoction Faiwick had given him seemed to be working.

will get in contact with the mages again. We need to purchase herbs and-" "We will do no such thing. They do

the Grand King is here with us

them. "I do not want them. Do not contact the

them are meant to calm our inner creatures, provide peace, reduce madness. We

had served the grand rulers for generations, and Faiwick himself had been their healer for millennia. The male had a strong stomach for blood and treatment, but that was where his fortitude ended. If Vladya snapped at him, the healer would break down and weep. It had happened many times in the past, and Vladya

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Chapter 148

But please, consider the bloodfeeding and the rituals. They will suppress your bloodlust appetite longe Vladya sighed. "You may

headed for the door. He paused, looking back. "The herbs will not stop the headaches, my Lord. At least bloodfeed and take

a bone. Vladya watched him leave. The room was quieter, the flickering candlelight casting long shadows

his needs, drawing his bath and

residence. Merry was still on bedrest and it had been some time since he

scent before he

the woods resurfaced, spreading

humbly, her voice respectful. "I have completed my morning duties, Master Tyke. I merely took

to-"

contempt. " Have you grown weary? Are your delicate fingers sore? There is still so much to be done in the scullery. The

are others assigned

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