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

Captive Slave 175

Chapter 175

Chapter 175

GRAND LORD VLADYA

Grand Lord Vladya stood in the doorway of his chambers, his and clearer, his body refreshed. A court proceeding was ongoing, yet he found it difficult to leave. His body still hummed with satisfaction, as he watched Aekeira curled beneath the sheets, sleeping peacefully in his bed. The sight of her there, in his territory, vulnerable and unguarded, did things to him.

He felt possessive. Protective.

His instincts buzzed and thrummed with pleasure and lightness instead of the darkness and void he had come to know.

Vladya should have already been in court, attending to his duties ones he had left neglected for a while now. Yet here he was, lingering at the threshold.

Yaz stood beside him, surprisingly making no attempt to hurry him along even as they ran late, because Vladya couldn't tear his gaze away from the sleeping figure on the bed.

He let out a deep breath. When it came to his episodes, the memories were always.... vague at best. Some he remembered, others elusive. Vladya still could not believe he had utterly disrespected Daemonikai. And as if that weren't enough, Vladya had attacked him twice. Attacked with the intent to kill. Then, he had gone ahead and reject every female brought in to satisfy him. That, at least, did not surprise him. Vladya had known for some time who his body truly desired, even before his symptoms began to worsen.

Aekeira sighed softly, murmuring something incoherent before shifting and settling back into sleep.

She was disgustingly pretty.

Annoyingly stunning.

I could watch her sleep all day.

This thought, like many others Vladya was starting to have about her, alarmed him. But she had listened to him. Had offered comfort without judgment.

Her words, so unexpectedly kind, so sickeningly sweet, had soothed a part of him he thought long dead. They had no reason to make him feel as good as they did.

And Vladya had wanted to share more.

Never in as long as he could remember had he effortlessly wanted to share anything with someone outside his too-small inner circle of friends.

in his bed and, instead of slitting her throat and watching her bleed out, he would be standing at his door, late for court and obsessively watching her sleep? Memorizing every feature and branding her beautiful naked form into his mind.

most lethal drug, sweet and addictive.

the bed, and pound her into

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couldn't walk without a limp for

pain waiting to happen, for her. Perhaps,

her voice echoed in his memory, soothing him all over

is terrible at reining in this wild

seems I'm just as bad at it

GRAND LORD OTTAI

listening to the proceedings with only half of his

Vladya alright, now? Was his state of mind in a

Vladya, one

he had felt at Blackstone earlier, the memory still fresh as the time it'd happened. Never in all his days had he imagined Vladya would be attracted to the pretty little princess. The same human girl he had hated. What Ottai had witnessed went beyond mere attraction. He knew a strong fixation when

done with it. I am done fighting my urges." Ottai remembered Vladya snarling

""done

far from "done with." Very much alive, that one. Even

chair creaking pulled Ottai

position, akin to our own, provides them with similar challenges and opportunities. An alliance with them could deter aggression from common enemies." Grand King Daemonikai was seated upon his throne, listening intently, his quill moving across the parchment before him. Due to his recent absence, he had a lot of work to do. Seeing him behind the small oak table focused, methodical, and in

the

grand king's fingers traced the lines of text "...that a summit could serve as the initial step." He looked up from the parchment. "Is that the course of action you are proposing for introducing this strengthened bond, Diplomatic Affairs?"

Daemonikai roared.

They gasped, some lords nearly toppling from their chairs, while others

table rattled, parchment fluttering to the floor. His second

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going on...!?"

Grace!?" another voice called out, filled with