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 continue

One." Ottai

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

before the deaths. Before life had dealt

Just like old times.

spread across his face. "Thanks, Papa Daemon. I needed that." "You really are still Bratty Little Tee, aren't you?" Daemonikai pursed his

heavy robes and titles, you're still the same young lad who used to run away from his nurses, butt naked, from Mabblewood all the way to Frostfall, clutching his clothes for me

fond smile tugged

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

was excited. "I'm thrilled he's returning to the fortress. Everything is finally falling back into

sudden commotion from outside pulled both

window. He peered down, scanning the

to join him. "Perhaps our people are holding one

a loud crack. Wegai strode in,

he said, his

His brows knitted

princess..." Wegai hesitated for a

into a

and a high-pitched ringing filled his ears, drowning

broke through, unsteady but pressing

you just say to me?" The grand king's

southern garden. She's been brought-" "WHAT DID

to hear more, he took off in a

LORD OTTAI Three

as Vladya and Aekeira finally made their way

crowd had gathered to welcome the Third Ruler back, their faces

brushing

where Ottai stood,

and words with the people, welcoming their warmth in a

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