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

Chapter 217

That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate Chapter 217

A week later.

GRAND LORD ZAIPER He let out another uproarious laugh, his voice echoing through the room.

Sprawled lazily across the table in nothing but a flimsy pair of undershorts, his broad shoulders shook with amusement as Razarr kneaded the tense muscles beneath his skin "So, let me get this straight," Zaiper drawled, wiping tears of mirth from his eyes. "A human, not just any human, but a tiny human girl, knocked you around and turned your lights off, now you want me to punish her in court for it?"

Mistress Sinai clenched her teeth, feeling the heat of embarrassment rise in her cheeks. It was bad enough as it is, but hearing Zaiper mock her made it worse.

Every time she recalled Emeriel's effortless takedown, Sinai wanted to crawl into the ground.

She had woken up to the concerned faces of her maids, who had crowded around her, asking if she was alright. The shame had been so great, she had lied, telling them she felt lightheaded and fainted. The humiliation burned her from the inside out.

This was the first time she had spoken of the incident. Sinai wanted retribution. She wanted to see Emeriel not just punished, but humiliated.

But instead, here she was, watching Zaiper laughed at her until his eyes watered, reducing her to a laughingstock.

Zaiper moaned, as his head guard-and lover-pressed down on a particularly tense knot in his shoulder, "That is a good one." Turning to Sinai, he added, "You mean, a little touch on the neck, and poof...lights out?"

"It was not a 'little touch'," Sinai snapped, not for the first time. "I have no idea what she did, but it hurt like the whips of hell."

"Mmm," Zaiper hummed skeptically. "Maybe you should consider attending training sessions.

You'd need it if your lights go out at the slightest caress."

"That's not what this is about, and you know it. It happened so fast -" She paused, breathing hard. "You know what, forget it. Just tell me when and how she will be

amusement slowly ebbing. "I'm afraid you are on

"What?"

squabbles. We have far more pressing matters to attend to." He lifted a

spectacularly. People might hate her more, or they might hate you more. They might even protest in her favor, which, let's be honest, would

was not done, "which is the most crucial point, really. I cannot

bit back her frustration. "But

know what happened in the courtyard

at

rolled his shoulders, clearly enjoying Razarr's touch.

couldn't believe her ears.

me that look, lovely Sinai. My hands really are tied." Zaiper chuckled. "Worry not, I will make it up

could spit nails. "And why are you so cheerful today, anyway? Is there a special

stretching languidly. "If I'm to be grand king soon, I might as well start getting ready,

"What

motion, sweet Sinai.

skipped a beat. Sinai schooled her expression. "And how

grand or complicated." Zaiper purred. "I handed a human a weapon capable of killing him

this human one of our relics?"

be so foolish, of course not. Just a normal dagger, laced with our poisons. Ottai will be in Mabblewood tonight,

well, the human be handsomely rewarded. If it goes south, the human takes the blame, or I'll eliminate their entire family. It's a win-win

is," she finally muttered, "if your plan goes

return to the training fields if a mere tap from a small human can knock