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."

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

were close." His eyes rose, meeting hers. "I was supposed to be the

that flicker of shame in his

Grace," she stated firmly. "You said it yourself just now... everyone grieves differently. When it comes to grief, every feeling is valid.

that stare. It made

she buried her eyes on the ledger

A moment passed. Tensed.

others. What right do I

own throat, she said sincerely, "I

he picked the quill up again. "And

felt the weight in

like this reminded her who this man

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

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

MISTRESS SINAI

the young female retched on the floor. "Perhaps you should consider bringing in her male?"

places where the girl had scratched herself raw from being mounted by the Second Ruler were red and

Zaiper's touch, which meant every moment with

girl curled into herself,

been choosing nobodies-those whose absence would go

barely one

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

Zaiper would eat her for breakfast if

hand, looked sick to his

eyelash 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,

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

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

obeying, as he pulled

the girl cried weakly, tears streaming down her