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.

you every step in the way. This will make him so happy." "And you...are you happy?" King Daemonikai

Emeriel faltered. She was.

had experienced in a long time, and she was trying all she

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

word you said to me,"

back, surprised. "All

it. The stories, the prayers, the words of encouragement." His eyes gazed at her with a rare soft light in them. "You are one of

eyes darted to the door with longing. But, her bracelets lay on the table beside him. She had no choice but to move closer to retrieve them. Sliding the cool metal bands over her wrists, Emeriel tried

leave, she took a step away- His

holding hers, yet firm, as if he too

joined hands. "I know you sent me away because you didn't

her like that again. As if seeing her for the first

sparkle in his eyes grew brighter. Then, quietly,

knew. "Did you hear about the attempt on your life?"

face hardening. "Ottai has already begun

found." Emeriel tugged at her hand. "If you'll excuse me, Your Highness." He took his

"Emeriel?"

butterflies at the pit of her stomach fluttered again. She paused at the door,

for

two years ago. It's

said

walked away

DAEMONIKAI She did not return the rest

Nor the day after.

slowly mended itself, his strength gradually returned. As the days passed, he

ceased. No sign of full recovery

most about illnesses was the confinement. Ottai

not to rise until the last of his herbs and potions

people sent him gifts. Bunches of medicinal fragrance plants, cuts of rare meat. A famine

up as the ultimate ruler he

away.

Daemonikai had long given up

bound to the bed like a prisoner until he finished the last of the strengthening herbs and soul- soothing

the days dragged by, his world revolving around his