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

Captive Slave 177

Chapter 177

Chapter 177

EMERIEL

Emeriel swallowed tightly, and let the truth go. "My name is Emeriel."

King Daemonikai let go of the lifeless body and it fell to the ground. Dark fury gathered in his eyes, so terrifying Emeriel's heart began the drumming of doom.

"You deceived me?" He sounded calm and enraged all at once.

Emeriel shuddered. "I'm s-sorry."

Sorry. So pathetic, so inadequate. One does not weave webs of lies, and spin the kind of deception she did, and all they could say was "sorry." But Emeriel's mind has gone blank. She struggled to think, to find a way to explain herself, but the drums of doom drowned out all coherent thoughts.

The grand king said something, but Emeriel couldn't hear it. Her vision tunneled, and all she could see was his murderous face closing the distance between them.

Get up! Run away! Her mind screamed, but her body refused to obey. Rooted to the spot. Paralyzed.

He was going to kill her, Emeriel just knew it.

The world narrowed to a pinprick of light as darkness crept in. I think I'm going to faint.

this one

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again in her slave garment,

was back, but she forced it down. This is her beast. She had spent countless nights in its arms, had handfed and bloodfed it, even been mounted repeatedly by it. This beast had always been

is still King Daemonikai. A King Daemonikai who just discovered

through the fortress gates where a small crowd had gathered, murmuring, and pointing at the beast. But it was the grand lords standing at the very front, watching and waiting, that terrified her most. All of

Vladya's expression was a carefully constructed mask, but his eyes were locked on her, penetrating and uncomfortable as

steadying her as he rose to his hind legs and shifted back into his human form. King Daemonikai stood tall, sliding

Grace?" a high lord's voice cut through the tense silence. "The way

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worried," another added

never been so

Is that not Emeriel?" High Lord Gaff's sharp eyes had spotted her. Every

is a girl?" another

from the gathered people, those at the back strained to see, their voices growing louder but the soldiers quickly formed

"What

flashing before her eyes. Her breath hitched, and tears welled up as she pressed herself tightly into King Daemonikai's

from the grand king and face the council, you foolish human," Lord Zaiper barked, his voice sharp like a whip crack. "You have to answer to us. Hope to your gods that we have misunderstood a chest, perhaps swollen from bruises, for feminine breasts. For if they are truly what they seem,

lords, their faces contorted

council of Urekai?" a voice demanded, probably another high lord, though Emeriel

voice, this one demanding, echoed through