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

Chapter 234

Chapter 234

Emeriel kept her suspicions to herself. She was beginning to understand how Urekai society worked.

An accusation of this magnitude, even in casual conversation, could have serious repercussions.

"Did he... lose anyone on the night of the eclipse moon?" she asked cautiously.

Daemonikai stiffened, his hand pausing. He looked up at her, his face unreadable.

There it was the shutting down.

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Emeriel had almost forgotten how sensitive the subject was. "I apologize for overstepping-"

"No," he squeezed his eyes shut. Taking a deep breath. "No, it's alright. Yes, he lost Kristof, his elder brother."

"Elder?" she echoed, surprised. "I thought every kingdom chose heirs by birth order. How did Zaiper become Grand Lord if he had an elder brother?"

"Kristof was never interested in the throne," A hint of a smile crossed King Daemonikai's face again. "Even as younglings, it never appealed to him. His dream was to be a high-ranking soldier-the best. And that was what he became. He was different from the rest of the Dragaxlovs."

Emeriel saw the fondness in his voice. "You sound close."

"We were, once." His voice softened with nostalgia. "We fought side-by-side in countless battles. He was the general commander of all our clan's armies." ""Wow," Emeriel breathed, impressed,

The grand king nodded. "Kristof was a force to be reckoned with. It's a shame he never wanted the throne. He could have made a strong ruler. But his loyalty was to the battlefield, not the court. Because of his stance on ruling, the throne passed to the second son, Zaiper." His quill paused, and a shadow fell over his eyes. "Kristof fought beside me on that night, knowing the danger of using strength without the Chalice. He helped many of our people escape even when his own strength began to drain. He fought with everything he had. Kristoff was found dead in an alley near Greyrock..." His voice faltered for a moment. "Whether he dropped dead from exhaustion or was slain by humans, no one knows."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Emeriel said softly. "He sounds like he was a remarkable man."

writing, scratching against the parchment. "He lost someone too, and everyone grieves in their own way. Zaiper held it together, unlike Vladya and I, who completely fell apart." He inhaled deeply. "Maybe he cries himself to sleep at night, or spaces out for hours like Ottai does. No one knows. But he did hold it

he coped. He and Kristof were close." His eyes rose, meeting hers. "I was

hated seeing that flicker of shame in his

Your Grace," she stated firmly. "You said it yourself just now... everyone grieves differently. When it comes to

under that stare. It made

her eyes

A moment passed. Tensed.

records and work on the others. What right do I have

throat, she said sincerely, "I

ends now," he picked the

the weight in his

who this man sitting

human lands under the moonlight as horror tales. In legends, some even named

truly knowing him, Emeriel could finally admit: legends do not lie, after

MISTRESS SINAI

Sinai observed coolly, watching as the young female retched on the floor. "Perhaps you should consider bringing

raw from

touch, which meant every moment with him was

curled into herself, breathing

absence would go unnoticed by society- for this new obsessive quest to

youngling, barely one

eighty years old, was his third. Zaiper bred them despite their lack of compatibility. Sinai could

Zaiper would eat her for breakfast if she tried. In

looked sick to his

his master was at it again. He'd excused himself a few times already, slipping out without

head soldier hesitated. "She's

She's in heat." Zaiper waved a dismissive hand. "Heat doesn't

lowered his gaze, obeying, as he pulled the barely conscious

tears streaming down her cheeks. "It