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

Chapter 238

That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate Chapter 238

GRAND KIND DAEMONIKAI "You're saying his wife was found dead in the dungeon?" King Daemonikai's lips pressed into a frown as he strode through the corridors, Ottai and Wegai trailing behind him. "Yes, Your Grace," Lord Ottai confirmed with a heavy sigh. "No obvious cause of death, either.

They were slaves; it could easily be attributed to overexertion."

"Overexertion didn't kill her before her husband's attempt on my life, only after, hmm,"

Daemonikai entered his private residence and settled into one of the high-backed chairs in the living room. "And what about the others?"

Ottai took the seat beside him. "Sadly, nothing concrete."

"Well, I'm recovered now." Daemonikai shrugged off his outer robe, folding the heavy fabric beside him. "If someone else is responsible, I hope they're reckless enough to try again soon. This time, they will not be so lucky."

"It's time to put an end to the crimes happening here in Ravenshadow. In the past, no one would dare bring a crime close to this fortress."

"They know our defenses were weak. I was sick, Vladya was away, you were too busy taking care of me, and Zaiper was too busy being a tyrant." Daemonikai leaned back into his seat, his fingers tapping against the armrest. "Not anymore. Not a single crime will go uncaught...unpunished. I will make sure of that."

"How are those?" Ottai gestured across his exposed forearms, drawing Daemonikai's attention to the trails of blackened blood. "I actually think they're healing," Ottai leaned closer to inspect them. "They're not as dark as they used to be."

"No, they're not," Daemonikai agreed. He truly was healing. "Who would have thought I could recover from this as well?"

"I never doubted it," he said, leaning back with a sigh of relief. "I told myself, if you could come through feral, you could beat the damned soul death."

Daemonikai looked at him, his eyes softened. "Thank you for everything you did for me, Ottai. I wouldn't be here if it were not for you."

"No need to thank me, Your Grace. I'm just...relieved to see you back." Ottai's voice wavered slightly. "You have no idea how worried I was..."

His voice broke, and he glanced away, clearing his throat. "I was terrified."

Daemonikai recognized the telltale signs. "You are about to cry all over me, aren't you?"

out a laugh. "You know

the grand lord launched himself forward, throwing his arms

thing I was seated for

clung to him like an octopus. "I only meant to adjust myself

fourth ruler eased his grip a

Tee." Daemonikai chuckled, shifting so Ottai could sit comfortably beside him,

shoulder. "Every time I checked for signs of breathing and could barely detect it, it killed

sorry, Tee, for

back, giving Daemonikai a stern look. "But don't ever do that again. Don't even think of

"Tee-"

Uriel, I thought my life was over. But I had Morina. We grieved together." Ottai lowered his eyes. "We still do. Having my bondmate made it just a little bit easier to face another day without

time Ottai had spoken about Uriel to

made impact. Sinai had heard

she was almost giddy with excitement as she slipped through the dark garden, searching for her fallen prey.

feel the trickle of

little human know how to throw an arrow with such precision, in the dead of night, without a bow,

vastly underestimated

prowled between

thing I shot three at once

her

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first to admit she was a bit hot-tempered

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two thousand years old, this was far from her first offense. Or her

murder, she always made sure to leave no trace. No link whatsoever back to her. But as time dragged on and Sinai failed to locate Emeriel's body, her initial thrill began to

human princess sprawled across