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.

in his strong, calloused one, and he effortlessly lifted her onto the horse, positioning her close behind him. He gave a subtle command and they set off at a leisurely pace. The

back, the warmth of his body. Heavens, this was a terrible idea. A

grand king glanced over his shoulder. "How was

grumbled.

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

male who crawled out of death's

muttered under

chuckled. "I heard

ears,"

too," he added, his shoulders shaking

startled by his laughter

us," he announced. "Brace yourself."

around his waist, holding tight as the horse

the countryside, Emeriel fought to

of his strong body under her hands, his hair tickling her face, the solidness of his back against her chest. No, she noticed none

she dismounted, she realized just how far

stood ahead, its snow-dusted cliffs plain

Only Wegai remained, and even he turned

his horse," Emeriel

Wegai obediently left the

around, her eyes narrowing as she noticed what

with a

King Daemonikai said, walking ahead with

took in the scenery. The well maintained fields, the swaying tall grasses,

beautiful

agreed, stopping at the makeshift table and selecting

a way for me to center myself, to relax. Focusing

eyes traced the elegant bow, noticing the royal markings etched along its length. She ran

He strode towards the archery stand, positioned a good distance from the target, and with ease, loosed an arrow. It flew straight, striking the bullseye dead center. "Nice shot," Emeriel

over here," he beckoned

to her back, Emeriel joined him at

that weigh on you," Daemonikai

been difficult. I figured this would

be

on the target, her fingers

useful skill for safety and defense," he continued. "In the days of old,