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 reduce the fever and

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

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

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

the fifth day, after sponging his fevered skin, and applying drops of medicine into

book of religious texts and ancient prayers, she opened it to the page

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

texts, time drifting away

night medicines that she stirred, gently closing the prayer book

Livia asked later, as she prepared to depart, pausing at the

to

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

him," Madam Livia confessed, her hands resting on the doorframe. "They

drifted to the bed. "Lord Ottai ignores us at best, Lord Vladya would harm any

helps her up. Did you notice the kitchens started making better meals for us when he returned. He included us

Emeriel stared, speechless.

some of the grand king's benevolence to the humans, but not

had been spent in Lord Herod's home, too preoccupied with her

all are. That's why I'm convinced that assassin was sent, he didn't act on

to the grand king. The faint rise and fall of

showing improvement, but without the

cannot be certain," Madam Livia finished

King Daemonikai had already moved to another chamber the day before, everyone

the Cold

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