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

Chapter 220

That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate Chapter 220 GRAND LORD ZAIPER.

"I don't believe I heard that correctly. Emeriel did what?" Zaiper shouted.

"From what I've gathered, she disarmed and killed the assassin," Razarr confirmed, his voice steady despite his lord's outburst.

The second ruler stopped pacing and glared at his head soldier.

Razarr met his gaze briefly before bowing his head in deference. The tension in the air could be cut by a knife, but a soft chuckle came through.

Zaiper whirled around. "What in the hell is so damn amusing, Sinai?"

The mistress tilted her head. "Oh, forgive me, Lord Zaiper. It's just... well, that 'tiny human girl' seems to have thrown quite the wrench in your plans." she purred, stifling a giggle he could see.

"I can't help but wonder how lightly she must have touched the assassin's neck to turn his lights off...forever." Sinai echoed his own words back at him, snickering.

Zaiper's nostrils flared. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"It is rather amusing, I won't deny it," she drawled, flashing teeth. "But don't get me wrong, it's also a problem. I heard they have already launched a full investigation. What if the trail leads back to you?"

who might know anything is his wife, and she wouldn't dare speak against me. She's not

the edges of her well-manicured nails. "When a mother hen is desperate to protect her young, logic and fear go out the window. I've heard the soldiers even rounded up

behind his back, Zaiper pondered her words. "Then she must be dealt with. Razarr, make arrangements. Poison

and

defeat my assassin." Zaiper's lips pressed into a thin line. "Pure luck, no doubt, but lately, it seems she has too much of that on her

Sinai said. "It's not just her status that's changed. Her strength, her poise, even the way our people look at her now. And especially since she's been spending all her time tending to my Daemon." "That's where it ends." Zaiper asserted confidently. "No matter how civilized our people become, they will never accept her mating Daemonikai. Neither would Daemonikai himself. I don't understand why you

worrying about a mere

this situation blow over. If you're lucky, he won't recover, and his dying soul will finish him

cast a sidelong glance at her. "You really are a mean little thing, aren't you? I would have sworn

guilty. She cleared

rolled his eyes.

your next move, my

suggest, then?" He asked, crossing

think it's time you secure an heir." Zaiper was sure the woman was joking. He looked at

was the heir. But with him and Alvin gone, the throne has only Daemonikai left." A smile touched her lips. "His family is gone, his

air at her manicured fingers. "An heir will secure the future of Dragaxlov as the

across his face. He strode to Sinai, cupped her face, and planted a filthy, possessive kiss on her

through it,

her another noisy kiss. "is a