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

Chapter 223

That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate Chapter 223

PRINCESS EMERIEL "You're awake," Emeriel breathed, unable to believe her eyes.

King Daemonikai gave a slow, weak nod. "I am." Emeriel shoved down the giddy happiness that rose. "How do you feel?"

"Tired." King Daemonikai rasped. "Dearest."8

Dearest.

He had called her dearest.

"It's me, Emeriel, not..." Not Evielyn. She almost said it, but didn't.

The barest hint of a smile touched his lips. "I know."

O...kay. That was strange.

She had expected to see confusion, maybe even disappointment at being forced to return to a reality he despise. Instead, he looked serene. Almost...happy?

He was awake, alive, and aware. That's all that matters.

Emeriel pulled away, hating how she immediately missed the feel of his body as she rose from the bed. "I'm so glad you're awake. Your people will be overjoyed when they hear the news." Gathering her scattered clothes, she quickly dressed, avoiding his gaze. Her hands trembled slightly as she fastened her garments.

Then, she moved toward the window, tugging open the heavy curtains. Cool air rushed in, along with the soft light of dawn.

The crowd was still there. Humans and Urekai.

"They held a vigil for you," Emeriel said softly, her eyes scanning the kneeling figures. "They were here all night, praying for your safe return." "Good people," he murmured, hoarsely.

"They are. They genuinely love their king."

"Genuine love," the grand king echoed. "I guess that is what every bond is about."

Emeriel glanced over her shoulder to find his intense gaze on her. Her stomach did a series of flips, and butterflies took flight in there.

Okay, time to go.

Ottai you're awake," she kept her voice firmer than she felt. "He's been with you every step in the way. This will make him so happy." "And you...are you happy?" King Daemonikai asked in

Emeriel faltered. She was.

long time, and she was trying

He's alive! He's back...!

every word you said to me," the king

reared back, surprised.

prayers, the words of encouragement." His eyes gazed at her with a rare soft

to move closer to retrieve them. Sliding the cool metal bands over her wrists, Emeriel tried to ignore his

step away- His hand shot out,

Her first instinct was to pull away, but instead, she stood on frozen feets. His hand was gently holding hers, yet firm, as if he too expected her to resist. "Thank

are you not angry that I did?" Emeriel stared at their joined hands. "I know you sent me away because you didn't

that again. As if seeing her for the

eyes grew brighter.

hear about

his face hardening. "Ottai has already begun

the assassin was indeed acting under orders, we all hope the culprit is found." Emeriel tugged at her hand. "If you'll excuse me,

"Emeriel?"

fluttered again. She paused at the door,

you for saving my

two years ago. It's only

back later," he said in

have walked away

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI She did not return the

Nor the day after.

Daemonikai's body slowly mended itself, his strength gradually returned. As the days passed, he began to feel like his old self

mercifully ceased. No sign of full

Daemonikai hated most about illnesses was the confinement. Ottai and his people were adamant

his herbs and potions had worked their magic.. Until

plants, cuts of rare meat. A famine ravaged the land, yet they still gave what little they had

be here if Daemonikai had stepped up as the ultimate

pushed the guilt away. Better late than

Daemonikai had long given up on himself. He

on overbearing. Their insistence on his complete rest meant he was bound to the bed like a prisoner until he finished the last of the strengthening herbs and soul- soothing

he was, as the days dragged by, his world revolving around his bedchambers. And with them