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

Chapter 222

That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate Chapter 222

GRAND LORD VLADYA "This place is beautiful," Aekeira exclaimed, her sunny smile beaming as she plucked a delicate cherry blossom from a nearby branch. "So peaceful, too." Grand Lord Vladya couldn't tear his eyes away from her. Every movement she made, every step she took, his eyes followed.

He had brought her to his favorite sanctuary within the woods, a place he had discovered a millennium ago.

Now, standing there watching Aekeira, he realized that the most beautiful sight here wasn't the blossoms or the tranquil scenery-it was her.

Aekeira had visited him every day, never failing to arrive with a bag filled with nourishing food, ripe fruits, and an assortment of herbs she claimed would be good for him.

He hadn't asked for it, yet she visited daily, taking care of him. Not only did she want him to fight, and she wanted to fight alongside him.

Judging by her constant variety of herbs, she had clearly paid a visit to the royal healer. Faiwick must have been all too willing to help.

Aekeira never came empty-handed, and she hovered like a mother hen to make sure he took every concoction. Of course, she attempted to disguise her fuss, and Vladya played along. He knew if he acknowledged her attentiveness, those cute fierce blushes would spread across her cheeks, and she would flee.

As much as he enjoyed watching her go shy and flustered, he had grown to like her constant hovering even better.

When was the last time any female had fussed over him like this? With such genuine care and devotion?

Way too long.

Vladya hadn't thought he'd enjoy it, but now he did. More than that he looked forward to it everyday.

"Is that not gardenia!?" Aekeira skipped over to the patch of white flowers. "So pretty! Em and I have tried growing them for years, but they always die on us. Notoriously difficult to grow."

Aekeira's enthusiasm was infectious. She could talk endlessly when comfortable, and when the conversation turned to things she was passionate about, like plants or her life with Emeriel, she became even more animated. Vladya enjoyed listening to her.

It was almost unbelievable how much he enjoyed everything about Aekeira.

He used to think things wouldn't feel the same, with his sexual urges dulled. After all, if there was one thing he had always been certain of, it was his great lust for her.

his desire. Always made

was enough to set Vladya off, to make him want to mount her. He thought with those senses muted, something vital

But it wasn't.

Different, yes, but somehow...better.

had come to know Aekeira in ways he

her sister Emeriel, she wasn't skilled in combat. Aekeira has a hearty appetite when excited, and a sullen eating habits

truly happy, she laughed so hard she giggled.

warm. "My governess would have been furious if she'd ever heard

loved

was open, free, and it carried with it a joy that lit up

a story about the mischief she and Emeriel had gotten into as children. The sound of that unrestrained laughter, followed by a sweet giggle, had imprinted. Vladya hoped to hear more of it in the future. He didn't need the sexlust to feel drawn to her. In many ways, this bond they were building was more meaningful. He was learning who she was, piece by piece, and every

alright?" Aekeira's voice broke through his reverie, concern bringing her close to his side. "Do

it the madness? Is your beast about to flare? Or

am fine."

more bad days than good over the years, he

dark whispers that urged him to hurt, to

his beast, ever restless and ready to strike, had fallen

lips. "When we get back, I'll give you the herbal drink I made. I heard it helps calm

twitched. Most likely, Faiwick had drilled

up the hill." She took his hand-the paw one-her excitement infectious. "I want to see

knew what was beyond it.

he kept his silence, allowing her to lead him. He was beginning to realize how much he enjoyed living

was the most alive he had felt

lake!" she

was the blush

a rare urge to

on so strong, he had to force it back down, trapping it in

that, Lord Vladya." Aekeira cleared her throat, trying to contain her

she had carried herself with grace and dignity of her noble