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.

firmer than she felt. "He's been with you every step in the way. This

Emeriel faltered. She was.

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

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

heard every word you said to me,"

reared back, surprised. "All of

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

no choice but to move closer to retrieve them. Sliding the cool metal bands over her wrists, Emeriel tried to ignore his closeness, the quiet clink of the

to leave, she took a step away- His hand

instinct was to pull away, but instead, she stood on frozen feets. His hand was gently holding hers, yet

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

again. As if seeing her for the

eyes grew brighter. Then, quietly, "I

That much she knew. "Did you hear about the attempt

his face hardening. "Ottai has already

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

"Emeriel?"

stomach fluttered again. She

for saving

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

back later," he said

walked away fast

not return the rest of the

Nor the day after.

King Daemonikai's body slowly mended itself, his strength gradually returned. As the

ceased. No sign of full recovery yet, but they all hoped it

hated most about illnesses was the confinement. Ottai and

rise until the last of his herbs and potions had worked their magic.. Until his strength

plants, cuts of rare meat. A famine ravaged the land,

Daemonikai had stepped up as the ultimate ruler he was, and stopped

away. Better late than

when Daemonikai had

he was bound to the bed like a prisoner until he finished the

dragged by, his world revolving around his bedchambers. And with them came the torture