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.

his door, late for court and obsessively watching her sleep? Memorizing every feature and branding her beautiful naked form into his mind. Vladya huffed under his breath. To think he had taken

most lethal drug, sweet and

the bed, and pound her into the mattress, She spoke

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rutting in her, until she couldn't walk without a limp for weeks. Everything about Aekeira turned him

coupled with incredible pain waiting

her voice echoed in his memory, soothing

is terrible at reining in this wild horse of

And it seems I'm just as

GRAND LORD OTTAI

only half of his attention. His stare occasionally drifted toward

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

Vladya, one could never

the shock 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

done fighting my urges." Ottai remembered

""done

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

noise of chair creaking pulled Ottai

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

the old

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

Daemonikai roared.

so unexpected. They gasped, some lords nearly toppling from their chairs, while others looked like

force that the table rattled, parchment fluttering to the floor. His second roar was even

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is going on...!?" someone

called out,