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.

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 maids came to replace the bed linens and tidy the chamber. But for the

library, reading aloud to him tales of epic battles won and lost. Stories of distant lands and

locks, that she realized held the memories of his late bondmate and children. Out of respect, she never ventured near them, honoring

skin, and applying drops of medicine into

she opened it to the page where she had left

and soul," she read, tending to the flickering flames in the stone fireplace with her free hand. "Almighty and powerful Ukrae,

in the sacred texts, time

until Madam Livia entered to administer his night medicines that she stirred,

Madam Livia asked later, as she prepared to depart, pausing

need to thank me,"

been right. She needed to know her male was hale and hearty, even

to him," Madam Livia confessed, her hands resting on the doorframe. "They all hated us humans, but he was the only ruler

ignores us at best, Lord Vladya would harm any human who got in his way, and Lord Zaiper...well,

started making better meals for us when he

Emeriel stared, speechless.

been aware of some of the grand king's benevolence to the

preoccupied with her own struggles, worrying about her heat and hiding

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

look to the grand king. The faint rise and fall

but without the

be certain," Madam Livia

the importance of the frostfever. King Daemonikai had already moved to another chamber the day before, everyone in anticipation of its

was a sign that the soul was crossing the Cold Sea, the final boundary between the living and

had checked the legends, read every history text on it. Many souls had been lost during this crossing, swallowed whole