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

Captive Slave 197

Chapter 197 Chapter 197

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"Give the order, come on." Emeriel crossed her arms. "It's only been three years, but surely old age hasn't made the tyrant king forget how to string those words together. Go ahead, order The silence was as loud as a trumpet.

At last, King Orestus sighed, and rose from his seat, walking to a shelf laden with scrolls. He withdrew two, each decorated with intricate gold patterns on the rods at their ends. The sigil... It was unmistakable. Existed only in one place.

Aekeira's heart lurched. Even Emeriel froze still as a statue.

"I received these the night before your return," King Orestus said calmly. He unrolled one of the scrolls, its parchment crackling softly. He began to read aloud:

From the third ruler of Urai, sovereign of the Urekai, sole monarch of the Western Clans, and protector of the Great Mountain.

Let this be read under the gaze of the gods and the light of the moon.

To King Orestus, ruler of the human kingdom, Navia,

We deliver back into your hands the princesses of Navia-not to be pawns in your games of pleasure and power. They return to your kingdom under our protection, and let it be known that the eyes of the rulers of Urai watch over them, even from afar.

King Orestus, you will shelter them with every ounce of your strength. You will keep their lives safe from the shadow of harm, and you will treat them with the dignity and respect owed to princesses of royal blood and to those beloved by the most powerful sovereigns of Urai.

But heed this, King Orestus, and mark my words as though they were etched in a rock: Should even a whisper of danger fall upon them, should a single drop of their blood be spilled by your hand or by any under your rule, you will learn the true. meaning of wrath. No corner of Navia will be spared my fury. I will kill you and everyone you more agonizing than death, King Orestus.

I am not merciful. I do not forgive.

of Vladya Theriozydovkar Skyvakto, the

dear. Except your son. There

a hush as King Orestus lowered the scroll,

care.

great sovereign of the Urekai, sol monarch of the Southern Clans, protector of the Boundless

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this be read under the gaze of the seven gods, the light of the

and protect the two females whom we return to you on the morrow, with

from five hundred years of madness, one brought on by your people, I have had one thought and one thought alone. To descend upon the human lands

be quite honest. But do not give me another reason to believe it is a good idea, for let me tell you, King Orestus, I am running out of excuses not to declare war on

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rivers will run dry beneath the stomps of our boots. Your cities will burn. Your fields will wither under fire and ash.. The screams of your people will be the chorus that heralds your kingdom's fall. Not a single stone of your citadel will remain

one, and

merciful, and

Daemonikai Vipertheriov Naelzharoth, Grand King

lowered the scroll, his face drained

into one of the empty chairs during the reading, her shaky legs unable to hold her any longer. Emeriel sat

said in a strained voice as he carefully placed the letters back on the shelf. "Not once have I had a good

females, sold as slaves, garner the favor