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

Chapter 219

That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate Chapter 219

No response. No movement.

"His body is burning up again. "I need to sponge him down again." She muttered, her gaze drawn to the dark veins that stood out against his pale arm. "Perhaps this time, he will stay with us, right?"

Lord Ottai looked so hopeful that Emeriel nodded. "Yes, I hope so too."

She sat beside King Daemonikai and picked up a washcloth, dipping it in cool water. Carefully, she began to run the cloth down his scathed arm.

The room fell into a heavy silence, broken only by the soft sound of water dripping from the cloth.

Lord Ottai lingered for a while, keeping her company, before duty pulled him away, leaving Emeriel alone with the grand king.

She continued sponging his heated skin for hours, refraining from undressing him completely.

Slowly, gradually, the fever began to subside, until it broke.

Exhausted, she finally allowed herself to rest. Laying her head beside his ribs, she closed her eyes, the rhythmic rise and fall of his shallow breaths lulling her into a much-needed sleep.

.......................... Emeriel stayed by the grand king's side, barely leaving his chambers except for brief respites to refresh herself.

Everything she needed, from food to fresh linens, was brought directly to the royal residence.

There was no world beyond the king's chambers, her life revolved only around the still figure in the bed.

preparing the herbal remedies. Each visit, she patiently guided Emeriel, teaching her how to concoct medicinal teas and brew potions to reduce the fever and stave off the symptoms of soul death. Afterward, Madam Livia blended fragrant oils while Emeriel ground

the king's bathing and changing of clothes, and the maids came to replace the bed linens and tidy

aloud to him tales of epic battles

Emeriel had encounter rooms, sealed like tombs with heavy locks, that she realized held the memories of his late bondmate and children. Out of respect,

his fevered skin, and applying drops of medicine into his open, unblinking

opened it to the

body and soul," she read, tending to the flickering flames in the stone

the sacred texts, time

night medicines that she

asked later, as she prepared to depart, pausing at the threshold. "I know it couldn't

don't need to thank me," Emeriel

Aekeira had been right. She needed to know her male was hale and hearty, even if they were halfway across the world from each

confessed, her hands resting on the doorframe. "They

maid's gaze drifted to the bed. "Lord Ottai ignores us at best, Lord Vladya would harm any human who got in his way, and Lord Zaiper...well, he

started making better meals for us when he returned. He included us in festivals as attendants, not slaves. And when we were

Emeriel stared, speechless.

grand king's benevolence to the humans,

been spent in Lord Herod's home, too preoccupied with her own struggles, worrying about her

That's why I'm convinced that assassin was sent, he didn't act on his own just because he

rise and fall of his chest

showing improvement, but without the

cannot be certain," Madam Livia

had already moved to another chamber the day before, everyone in anticipation of its

the soul was crossing the Cold Sea,

souls had been lost during this