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

Chapter 239

That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate Chapter 239

Daemonikai had tried not to push him into talking over the years, but seeing all this pain in Ottai's eyes tugged at his heartstrings.

"I have no idea what I would have done if I'd lost Morina too," Ottai shook his head. "The thought alone tears me apart. I can't pretend to understand what you've gone through, but I selfishly wish... I wish you wouldn't leave us." He took a shaky breath, steadying himself.

"Don't leave us, Daemon."

"I won't," Daemonikai vowed, surprising even himself.

It was the first time he had said it aloud, and for once, he truly meant it.

Pushing the shadows of grief aside, he spoke clearly, each word a promise. "Not anymore. I'm here to stay."

"Good, that's good," Ottai said, nodding in relief.

Daemonikai expected to be released then, but instead, he was squeezed tighter.

"Now, suffer through this one last hug."

Daemonikai let out a dramatic, insufferable sigh but didn't resist. "You do realize you're a full-grown male now? No longer that little slip of a lad who followed me everywhere three millennia ago?" Ottai shrugged, unfazed. "Yeah, well, I still need a good hug every now and then."

"No, what you need is to grow up," Daemonikai retorted with amusement.

Ottai had always been the 'baby' of their group. Not only was he the youngest, but Daemonikai and Vladya had been present at his birth.

He had attached himself to Daemonikai's side, following him everywhere as a youngling. It was safe to say Daemonikai had helped raise him.

And some things never changed. Ottai was, and always had been, a notorious cuddle-slut.

Three and a half millennia hadn't lessened that one bit.

With a defeated sigh, Daemonikai relaxed against the cushions, allowing Ottai to cling to him.

you may continue molesting

Ancient One." Ottai chuckled. "You know

did, though Daemonikai never admit it. The closeness, the ease, felt like

life had dealt them all a

Just like old times.

pulled back, straightening his robes and making a half-hearted attempt to tame his mussed hair. A sly, wolfish grin spread across his face. "Thanks, Papa Daemon. I needed that." "You really are still Bratty

used to run away from his nurses, butt naked, from Mabblewood all

Daemonikai muttered, though a fond smile

crossed his mind, and his expression shifted slightly. "Have you heard from Vladya? He

was excited. "I'm thrilled he's

from outside

to the window. He peered down, scanning

join him. "Perhaps our

door burst open, slamming against the stone wall with a loud crack. Wegai strode in, his face

he said, his

"Emeriel?" His brows knitted

Wegai hesitated for a second. "she has been

fell into a

filled his ears, drowning out the

through, unsteady but

did you just say to me?" The grand king's growl was dangerously

and he stepped closer. "A patrolling soldier found her collapsed in the southern garden. She's been brought-" "WHAT DID YOU JUST

more, he took off in

OTTAI Three

on his heels, as Vladya and Aekeira finally made their way through the

gathered to welcome the Third Ruler back, their faces alight with

touch him, their hands brushing against his arms, his

Ottai stood,

smiles and words with the

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