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

Chapter 224

That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate Chapter 224

Emeriel moved gracefully across the room, carrying a tray loaded with vials and pouches, and placed it gently on the table at the far end.

Dressed in a luxurious red gown, her full princess regalia was on display. And Daemonikai was dumbstruck.

She was stunning.

Hell, she was more than stunning...only he couldn't find words adequate to do her justice.

There was something about her now, something that hadn't been there before.

Yes, Daemonikai had seen Galelia, and this female before him looked exactly like her, but there was something...more.

Was it the way she carried herself? A way only someone who has mastered the 'royalty poise' could manage.

"Good day, Your Majesty," she said, her voice steady as she focused on the herbs. "Madam Livia was indisposed this evening and has assigned me to deliver your medicines, I hope you don't mind?" Crossing the room to him, she held out a small cup filled with a dark, pungent liquid.

Hand-feed me, like you did when I was feral.

The words rose in his throat, but Daemonikai trapped them there. Instead, he extended his hand, accepting the cup.

"You didn't return," he stated, taking a sip of the bitter concoction.

She looked away, her tone cool. "I was busy."

Daemonikai tried to find something beneath that disinterest, but her face betrayed nothing.

He had seen her felt her-there with him on the Cold Sea. He'd been so alone, the icy waters dragging him down, his body numb and his hope waning.

But then she had been there, her heat pressing against him. Her voice a beacon in the darkness, talking to him, soothing him.

had nearly given up. Her touch had led him

her life to save him, stood before him with

day?" he pressed, trying to

Her tone

retrieve another

matters," he volunteered. "For a bedridden

platter of ground roots and plants. "Everyone rejoices. Celebrations have been held in every corner of the fortress." Daemonikai took a bite. "And

met his eyes

Her face had gone from relaxed

see on a face

kingdom if I wasn't," she

just go for it. "Emeriel, I want to talk to you about two years ago." He said earnestly. "I want

back. "There is nothing to talk about. I must take my leave," she said curtly. "Madam Livia will be here soon with the rest of your medicines." A glanced over her shoulder. "Good night, Your Grace." After she left, Daemonikai

been better. Anger meant she still cared

was no anger. Only conviction, and

lost

that once he returned, once he was whole again, he could

chances with

stood before the mirror, the servants adjusting her garment. Yet again, she chastised herself

him a visit? she asked herself for

take the medicines from Madam Livia

passed, and Emeriel had almost forgotten just how hard it was to resist that

dormant, she had naively assumed she would no

How wrong I was.

mesmerizing green eyes on her, had sent jitters through her body. It was all she could

whether

years... Years of carefully constructing walls, brick after brick with care, only for one night-just a few moments in his presence to make those walls quake and the

out, leaving her alone