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."

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

rose, meeting

that flicker of shame

grieve your loved ones, Your Grace," she stated firmly. "You said it yourself just now... everyone grieves differently. When it comes to grief, every feeling is valid. Never beat yourself up for that. Ever." He stopped writing again, and something

stare. It

she buried her eyes

A moment passed. Tensed.

"Ignore his records and work on the others. What right do I have to confront Zaiper about missing figures when

her own throat, she

"The kingdom has been unstable for five centuries. No more. It ends now," he picked the quill up again. "And if Zaiper oversteps from now on,

in his words. The

this reminded her who this man sitting across the

under the moonlight as horror tales. In legends, some even named him The Backbone

knowing him, Emeriel could finally admit: legends do not

MISTRESS SINAI

should consider bringing in her male?" "She'll get over it," Zaiper said, indifferent. He was sprawled naked across the bed, looking

from being mounted

moment with him was excruciating for her.

into herself, breathing

her. Zaiper had been choosing nobodies-those whose absence would go unnoticed by society- for this new obsessive quest to sire

barely

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

she could, of course. Zaiper would eat her for breakfast if she tried. In some ways, she actually found this show...

other hand, looked sick to his stomach,

himself a few

head soldier hesitated. "She's nearly passed

in heat." Zaiper waved a dismissive hand. "Heat

obeying, as he pulled the barely conscious

weakly, tears streaming down her cheeks. "It hurts