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

Captive Slave 187

Chapter 187

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Since Grand Lord Vladya had promised Daemonikai he would fight his madness, he had taken up running to release pent-up energy, to find some semblance of relaxation.

The voices in his head were quieter, as they had been for the past few days. Less distracting, his thoughts remained clearer.

The librarian had even brought every book, every record on feral conditions into his chambers, and Vladya had poured over them, garnering knowledge he might not already possess.

At dawn, after a long run through the woods, his body felt refreshed as he made his way to his chambers, only to pause at the familiar scent lingering in the air. If Yaz hadn't alerted him to Daemonikai's presence, the smell of his friend would have. sitting at Vladya's desk, his head bowed, fingers drumming rhythmically against the

Daemonikai was already in his study

wood.

"Come on in, make yourself at ho adva said sarcastically as he stepped inside.

Daemonikai did not respond. Not that Vladya expected him to. He had been worried about his friend these past few days.

"Hey..." Vladya approached, moving to stand in front of him, leaning casually against the table. "How are you holding up? You smell like her, so I take it you finally paid her a visit."

"You knew all about this and hid it from me." It was not a question.

Vladya had known this would come sooner or later. "I wished to hide it for as long as possible. That was why I placed her on suppressants," he confessed. "I know I should not have done that but I could not think of how else to protect you." "And her."

Vladya confirmed, shrugging. "I have a soft spot

to let

"I

fingers stilled. "I'm

Oh.

that. In fact,

slavery?" he asked, more carefully this time.

Daemonikai looked every bit his age. His usually immaculate hair was in disarray, as if he'd run his hands through it

"Yes.

studied him. "Are

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brought something good

as gracefully as he made others think, and Vladya, for all his hatred toward fate's cruelty,ouldn't deny that Emeriel was a balm to some of that pain. And now, Daemonikai

at the wall behind Vladya. "I will start the process today in court. In a few days, it

you are

disheveled hair again. "She's barely twenty-one years old, and she's been through hell. That girl has never had a choice, Vladya. She lived her life as a male, was sold into slavery, forced to become a Syren, and

free and send her home. Not just for me... but for her, too. She deserves to

to make decisions like that. You know I

not why," Daemonikai paused, letting the silence stretch between

out instantly,

I have heard, those two are inseparable. One is never truly happy without the other. I cannot set one free and leave the other behind," the grand king's voice was quieter now. "I know how much you care for her. Don't deny it-I'm

his mouth to speak, but Daemonikai continued before he could get a word in. "Now, it's up to you. If

the weight of

stood. "I will give you time to think about it.

another word, the grand king left

and the others participated in the clan's monthly hunt. While the Frostfall people celebrated their success with feasting and drinking, their leader