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

Chapter 226

That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate Chapter 226

She did not want to walk with him. Every part of her that had toiled, survived, and endured screamed against it.

Yet, she took a step forward, not away from him, but towards him. The people erupted in a chorus of approval, some clapping their hands.

In what alternate universe had she fallen into? The grand king calling her Beloved, and Urekai cheering them?

Emeriel had no idea what was real and what wasn't anymore.

"Thank you, beloved," King Daemonikai said, once again pressing a kiss to her hand.

"Please don't call me that," Emeriel snapped.

The endearment carried the sweetness of what could have been and the bitterness of what was lost. And it made her heart lurch.

His smile dimmed, and sadness flashed in his eyes. It was brief, gone as quickly as it came.

"Forgive me, beloved," he said smoothly. "I will take that into account."

She glared.

A broad grin lit up his face.

Emeriel almost swallowed her tongue at the sight. Never had she seen him smile that way.

Hell, she had never seen him genuinely smile. Period.

It tugged at her insides, and she stared dumbfounded as he led her to his waiting steed.

Finally, she caught herself. "There is no extra horse," she noted, her voice dry.

"You will ride with me," he climbed into the saddle, extending his hand towards her. "Worry not, beloved. I will not let you fall."

No, it wasn't that kind of fall she was afraid of.

Emeriel absolutely hated the way "beloved" sounded coming from his lips. She hated the thrill it sent through her, the way it awakened parts of her she had fought to bury.

She hated how much she wanted to hear more of it.

horse, positioning her close

of his back, the warmth of his body. Heavens, this was

king glanced over his shoulder. "How

Your Grace," she grumbled. Hesitated, then added,

are most welcome," he said warmly. "The day is beautiful,

male who crawled out of death's mouth, he's certainly

under

chuckled. "I heard

supernatural ears,"

added, his

clamped her mouth shut, more startled by his laughter than

announced. "Brace yourself."

wrapped around his waist, holding tight as the horse

galloped through the countryside, Emeriel

feel of his strong body under her hands, his hair tickling her face, the

when she dismounted, she realized just how far they

Mountain stood ahead, its

the entourage dispersed? Only Wegai remained, and even he turned his horse around to

his horse," Emeriel

and Wegai obediently left the horse behind

as she noticed what lay ahead. He

a painted bullseye. Bows and quivers filled with arrows rested on a makeshift stand

come here occasionally to unwind," King Daemonikai said, walking ahead with his hands

tall grasses, and the majestic peaks of the mountains rising in

a beautiful place," she

at the makeshift table

offered one to Emeriel. "Archery is a way for me to center myself, to relax. Focusing on a single

traced the elegant bow, noticing the royal markings etched along

strode towards the archery stand, positioned a good distance from the target, and with ease, loosed an arrow.

come over here," he

quiver of arrows to her

to breathe, to release the burdens that weigh on you," Daemonikai

of caring for me must have been difficult. I figured this would

be

on the target, her fingers

for safety and defense," he continued. "In the days