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.

assist Emeriel in 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.

to replace the bed linens

would often choose books from the grand library, reading aloud to him tales of epic

wanderings, Emeriel had encounter rooms, sealed like tombs with heavy locks, that she realized held the memories of

sponging his fevered skin, and applying drops of medicine

opened it to the page where she had left off the day before, and

and healing hands, both to body and soul," she read, tending to the flickering flames in the stone fireplace with her

lost herself in the sacred texts, time

entered to administer his night medicines that she stirred, gently

I thanked you for returning to Urai?" Madam Livia asked later, as she prepared to depart, pausing at the threshold. "I

to

desire to leave the past behind, Aekeira had been right. She needed to know her male was hale and hearty,

his people are so devoted to him," Madam Livia confessed, her hands resting on the doorframe. "They all hated us humans,

best, Lord Vladya would harm any human who got in his way, and Lord Zaiper...well, he treats us worse than dirt,

up. Did you notice the kitchens started making better meals for us when he

Emeriel stared, speechless.

some of the grand king's benevolence to the humans, but

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

Madam Livia added. "We all are. That's why I'm convinced

rise and fall of his chest the only sign of

but without

certain,"

importance of the frostfever. King Daemonikai had already moved to another

Cold Sea, the final boundary between the living and the

souls had been lost