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.

-

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."

that's why I can't judge Zaiper too harshly," King Daemonikai resumed 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 together. He may be a lousy ruler, but he kept our people grounded when the

coped. He and Kristof were close." His eyes rose, meeting hers. "I was supposed to be the strongest, yet I

that flicker of shame in

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

warmed under that stare. It made her feel

and breathless, she buried her eyes

A moment passed. Tensed.

and work on the others. What right do I

her own throat, she said

unstable for five centuries. No more. It ends now," he picked the quill up again. "And if Zaiper oversteps from now on, there will be accountability. If

weight in his words.

who this man sitting across

male whose stories were told across human lands under the moonlight as horror tales. In legends, some even named him The Backbone of

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

MISTRESS SINAI

the floor. "Perhaps you should consider bringing

raw from being mounted by the

meant every moment with him was

curled into

sympathy for her. Zaiper had been choosing nobodies-those whose absence

barely

third. Zaiper bred them despite their lack of compatibility. Sinai could imagine the

for breakfast if she tried. In some ways, she

other hand, looked sick to his stomach, as

at killing, he turned pale whenever his master was at it again. He'd excused himself a few times already, slipping out without waiting to be dismissed. "Razarr, bring her back to the bed," Zaiper

head soldier hesitated. "She's nearly passed out,

waved a dismissive hand. "Heat doesn't sleep. Now bring

pulled the barely conscious girl back to

tears streaming down