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."

shrugging. "I have a

to

nodded. "I already figured

fingers stilled. "I'm going to let her

Oh.

fact,

more

lifted his head, meeting his eyes. They didn't physically age, but in that moment, Daemonikai looked every bit his age. His usually immaculate hair was in

"Yes.

studied him.

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the past, deep down he knew Emeriel had brought something good into Daemonikai's life. She

as he made others think, and Vladya, for all his hatred toward fate's cruelty,ouldn't deny that Emeriel

will start the process today in court.

If you

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 then a Soulbond. She has been trapped her entire

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

decisions like that. You know I will always support

the silence stretch between them. "It's

out

one free and leave the other behind," the grand king's voice

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

his eyes, the weight of the decision pressing heavily on

you time to think about it.

word, the grand king left the room, and Vladya was

in the clan's monthly hunt. While the Frostfall people celebrated their success with feasting and drinking, their leader had quietly slipped away, retreating into his bedchambers. Vladya followed. Opening the door, Vladya stepped inside, stopping just past the entrance. Daemonikai was at the center of the room, his