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.

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 a low

Emeriel faltered. She was.

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

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

word you said to me," the

back, surprised. "All

a rare soft light in them. "You are one of a kind, Emeriel." She

her bracelets lay on the table beside him. She had no choice but to move closer to retrieve them. Sliding

took a step away- His

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 you for coming back," the grand

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

like that again. As if

grew brighter. Then, quietly,

you hear about the attempt on your life?" she asked, changing

his face hardening.

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

"Emeriel?"

fluttered again. She paused

you for

mine too, two years ago. It's only right I return the

later," he said in a low

walked away

She did not return

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

further symptoms of progression had mercifully ceased. No sign of full recovery yet, but they all hoped

the confinement. Ottai and his people were adamant he

until the last of his herbs and potions

of rare meat. A famine ravaged the land, yet they still gave

if Daemonikai had stepped up as the ultimate ruler he

the guilt away. Better late than

him, even when Daemonikai had

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

the days dragged by, his world revolving