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.

may

complaining, Ancient One." Ottai chuckled. "You know you like

admit it. The

before the deaths. Before life had dealt them

Just like old times.

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 Little Tee, aren't you?" Daemonikai pursed his

from Mabblewood all the way to Frostfall, clutching his clothes for me to help him put them on." "You know it." Ottai replied with a shrug, his

a fond smile

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

we expect them any minute," Ottai was excited. "I'm thrilled he's returning to the fortress. Everything is finally falling

commotion from outside pulled

the window. He peered down,

moved to join him. "Perhaps our people are holding

wall with a loud crack. Wegai strode in, his face

he said,

His

princess..." Wegai hesitated for a second. "she has

into a

a high-pitched ringing filled his ears, drowning out the world

broke through, unsteady but pressing on. "Arrows.

did you just say to me?" The grand

garden. She's been brought-" "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME!?" Daemonikai roared, in a thunderous shout that

to hear more, he took off in a

OTTAI Three hours

waited, practically bouncing on his heels, as Vladya and Aekeira finally made

Third Ruler back,

out to touch him, their hands brushing against his arms,

Ottai stood, he

with the people, welcoming their warmth in a way Ottai hadn't seen

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