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

Captive Slave 206

Chapter 206

Chapter 206

PRINCESS EMERIEL

Emeriel was speechless, and it showed.

Every part of her arms was taken, held by Urekai hands, yet none of them made any move to harm her.

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Two years ago, these same people placed bets on who would be quick enough to kill her. Now, their touch was gentle, as if she were made of delicate glass they feared might shatter beneath their fingers.

These proud beings, who held themselves superior to humans and all other species, were now begging her, imploring her for help.

Tension bled from Emeriel, replaced by something far more unsettling. Fear.

For the first time in a long, long while, it crawled up her spine, chilling her blood. How gravely ill was her beloved?

No, no, no. Don't do that. He's no longer your beloved. He was never yours. Think of him only as their grand king.

How ill was their grand king, for them to cast aside their hatred for humans and beg for her help?

Emeriel had spent years blocking their bond, fighting against it. And when it had gone completely silent years ago, she'd felt relieved. That battle, at least, was over.

his dying

hadn't gone dormant, waiting to

of the way, everyone," Lord Ottai's commanding voice cut through the

as the crowd parted.

Emeriel, while Yaz

room made ready for you, Emeriel, in Frostfall, near the grand king's chambers." Lord Ottai said. "Rest assured, no harm will come to either of you within these walls. I've assigned my most trusted soldiers to

her chambers, staring into the darkness, letting the silence wrap around her. How sick was

She had worked so hard to rid herself of feelings like this. Submerged

now, here they were, creeping back to the frontline like traitors in the night, robbing

this accursed place. The source of so much pain and yet it still felt

a deep breath and fell. What could she even do for him? What if she could not

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until her legs arched. What would tomorrow

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stared blankly at the ceiling. That was the moment realization hit Emeriel with the force of a

from the bed. Cold sweat

have forgotten to pack the most important thing What if

throat seized, and

not want to go through that, not here, not now. If she could help it,

if the grand king

rocks

sheets, forcing herself to stay

never missed a dose in two years. Surely one or