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.

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gradually returning to her. She was draped across the powerful, muscular back of the beast. Dressed once again in her slave garment, but

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

King Daemonikai. A King Daemonikai

where a small crowd had gathered, murmuring, and pointing at the

the deep lines on his face. Lord Vladya's expression was a carefully constructed mask, but his eyes were locked on her, penetrating and uncomfortable as usual. Emeriel looked away fast. Lord Zaiper's face was a study

steadying her as he rose to his hind legs and shifted back

Your Grace?" a high lord's voice cut through the

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worried," another

been

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

another high lord

through the crowd, Murmurs rose from the gathered people, those at the back strained to see, their voices growing louder but the soldiers quickly formed a protective barrier,

Lord Zaiper stepped forward, his expression grave. "What is going on

that grand lord. Emeriel could practically see her life flashing before her eyes. Her breath hitched, and tears

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, this gathering will be your last!" Emeriel

murmurs swelled into angry roars. The high lords, their faces contorted in shock, anger

you deceive an entire elite council of Urekai?" a voice demanded, probably another high lord, though Emeriel couldn't see who it

lord's voice, this