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

Chapter 262

"Come, let's go home," he said, his voice regaining its usual strength. "Hydra Lake has seen enough of us for one day"

Raising his voice slightly, he added, "And Ottai has heard enough for today."

Lord Ottai was listening? Emeriel pulled back, her eyes widening in surprise. She glanced around, searching for the grand lord.

From behind a distant tree, the grand lord stepped out, a sheepish look on his face. He waved at them, awkwardly.

"How dare you listen in to my conversation, Ottai?" the king growled, his eyes still on Emeriel.

"I tried not to, Your Grace," he shouted from where he stood, his voice defensive. "But no matter how hard

I turned my ears off, they managed to catch a word or two." He paused, looking even more guilty. "Or ten."

"Ottai, Daemonikai drawled in warning.

"I apologize, Your Grace," Ottai said, his tone far too earnest for it to be genuine.

The Grand King snorted, shaking his head before turning to Emeriel. "Let's go home."

She nodded, taking a few steps forward, but faltered when a sharp ache shot through her body. Emeriel winced, trying to mask it, but his watchful gaze caught her discomfort.

"Are you alright?" he asked, concerned.

"Yes, it's... uhmm... that is..." This was difficult. How could she explain that her body ached, and she could barely walk right, from their passionate night together?

"I-I'm fine," she managed to say.

He arched a brow. "Are you really?"

she could answer, his arms slid beneath her knees and

her... strenuous activity last night?"

burying her face against his neck.

looks all innocent and noble, but one of these days, you should listen in on Morina during

called indignantly from behind them, his tone somewhere

his shoulder. "Are you implying I lack

Grace. Only a

curved into a smile despite herself. She leaned into her

hiding her face, her soft laughter muffled

king's gaze softened as he looked down at

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Chapter 262

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they passed through the imposing gates of the fortress. "The people will

as he moved forward, carrying her as though it were the most natural thing in

gods, is he going to carry me all the way inside? The thought both flustered

nor did his pace falter. He walked steadily

look at the faces of the people, but she could hear the murmurs. Whispers filled the air like a low hum, their words indistinct yet charged with curiosity and surprise. Emeriel tightened her arms around his neck, hiding her face against his shoulder. She felt like she was floating, the comfort of being this way with him replacing the emptiness she had lived with for so long. For the first time in what felt

winter.

session has started," a

eye to see where they were. She caught a glimpse of the soldier bowing before

as Daemonikai carried her forward. Then came a

First, the mighty and supreme sovereign ruler of Urai, His Grace,

head snapped up at the proclamation, her eyes darting around. Wait,

in his arms, realizing they were now at the entrance

still carrying me," she reminded