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

Captive Slave 182

Chapter 182

Chapter 182

Emeriel couldn't bring herself to meet his gaze. She stared at her hands as though they held all the answers to making the violent windstorm around her calm again. Picking up the spoon she forced herself to take a small bite of food.

The moment the warm food hit her tongue, her stomach growled hungrily, reminding her just how long it had been since she last ate. So eat, she did. Slowly at first, but then hunger took over.

Emeriel devoured the meal as if it was her last. She barely noticed Lord Vladya watching her until the last crumb was gone. Then, reality came crashing back in.

"Are you here to punish me too?" she asked, defeated.

Lord Vladya's look remained steady. "Why?"

She shrugged, her hands dropping to her lap as she looked away. "You gave me instructions to avoid him, to never be found

out."

"I also told you that fate was a fucking bitch who knows how to mess with people just to get a good laugh. You were never going to win against that bond." Lord Vladya tilted his head slightly. "Frankly, I'm surprised you managed to keep the secret for this long." "It matters not, anymore." Eimeriel glanced at her trembling hands, struggling to hold back tears. "Can I ask... is Aekeira alright? I have not seen her in days."

"She's fine." Lord Vladya's tone softened.

Silence settled between them, thick and heavy.

"Are you not going to ask how things are out there?" Lord Vladya said, his eyes narrowing. "Do you not have questions?"

"I do. I have a lot, but..." She cast a fleeting glance at him. "I wasn't sure you would answer them."

Lord Vladya leaned back in his chair, crossing his legs. "Ask."

"How is... everything out there?"

so long, Emeriel began to wonder if

at last. "For someone so small, you caused

Emeriel looked away.

but it has been a series of long, exhausting deliberations. The council is in uproar, but more concerning are the people. They are the most delicate problem we face."

!

your head on a silver

sank in, and settled, like a dead body tied to a heavy rock and thrown into the river. The

a human bondmate. The petitions are relentless. We are trying to manage the chaos as best we can, but it's

voice

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Chapter 182

"You mean your betrothed?"

herself, no strength to explain or plead her case. Exhaustion weighed down on her like a heavy cleak. She was beyond the point of caring about misunderstandings. In the past, she would have begged for reason, but now she was simply too

my business," Lord Vladya finally said with a sigh. "However, I have a feeling Daemonikai would like to know. If you slept with him,

She hadn't slept with Lord Herod. That much she could say without guilt. But the idea of facing

awkward and uncomfortable. Emeriel could feel the grand lord's powerful presence. She didn't know how to act,

Vladya rose from

well. That too is a

head. "As you wish,

keep her composure? Why were

break down in front of Lord Vladya.

halfway across the room,

his

tone gentler than she had ever heard

bit of her

didn't walk.

threw herself into Lord Vladya's arms so hard,