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

Captive Slave 207

Chapter 207

GRAND LORD OTTAI

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He stood by the door, staring at Daemonikai's unmoving body sprawled across the bed. The grand king looked almost lifeless, his pallor stark against the dark sheets.

The only sign of life was the faint, barely perceptible rise and fall of his chest. So subtle that one would have to get close to see it.

His breathing had slowed even more over the past few weeks, each breath coming longer between the last. Shallower than what was normal for any living being.

The Urekai guard on duty, offered a respectful greeting, while Livia, who had been tending to Daemonikai with cold compresses to regulate his burning fever, rose and bowed deeply

"How is he?" Ottai asked, moving further into the room.

"Still refusing food, your highness. No sign of waking in the past four days." The head maid replied.

The longest stretch yet.

A week without sustenance, and four days without opening his eyes. Typically, he would awaken every other day, staying conscious for a brief thirty minutes before slipping back into unconsciousness. Now, his slumber grew longer. Deeper.

"His temperature?" Ottai asked, his eyes briefly scanning the untouched feast.

"I've kept it regulated as best I can, but it's barely holding," Livia looked at the grand king's feverish face. "He's heating up faster."

Ottai gave a small nod. "Thank you, Livia. You are one of the few humans I can trust with him. You've done well."

"It's an honor, my lord." She hesitated. "Was your trip successful?"

"Yes," Lord Ottai's lips curved into a faint smile. "They are back in Urai."

The older woman beamed. "That's a relief."

"It is. You have been here all day. Go and get some rest, Livia."

She summoned the maids, who swiftly packed away the untouched platters of food. With an incline of their heads, Livia and the guard departed with them.

seat beside Daemonikai in the stifling

know wherever you have retreated must be far more appealing than reality, Daemon. Perhaps that's why I cannot judge you too harshly." Ottai said, his eyes on the still

cannot do this without you. Your people need you. I need you."

against hope that something-anything-would stir

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No change.

Nothing.

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MISTRESS SINAI

down the hall, her shoulders trembling

to make her life

were the fates conspiring against her, snatching

had she done to

Emeriel is back.

Emeriel dared to return!

she could swat away. One she

a corner,

looking so fervently,

staggering. So much so it left Sinai's

place was an elaborately designed gown, adorned with intricate stones and diamonds that shimmered

that caught the light. Stunning. Commanding. This was a far cry from the meek, little male

an aura of power and authority.

owned the very fortress itself. Behind her, Wegai stood in his brooding, protective glory, along with two other soldiers. Sinai. Hated. Her. So.

Sinai, and that, at least, brought satisfaction to the mistress. Yes, little

showed

indifferent as she resumed her

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How dare you show your face here again? It's a wonder no one has put two claws through your eyes by now." Emeriel stopped beside her. Slowly, she turned her head to the side, meeting Sinai's gaze with

head to toe, dismissing her as though she were nothing more than a bothersome fly not even worth

words were

No acknowledgment.

Nothing.

merely eyed her,