Chapter 263

PRINCESS EMERIEL

Gasps rippled through the court, stunned silence following.

Jaws dropped. The high lords and the grand lords.

Only Grand Lord Vladya seemed unaffected, one brow arching to his hairline as he leaned back in his chair.

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Grand King Daemonikai extended his hands toward her, his emerald eyes softening as they locked onto hers. “Come to me, dearest.”

Emeriel moved automatically, her feet carrying her forward before her mind could catch up. She felt dazed, her body acting on instinct as if pulled by an invisible tether.

Reaching him, she placed her trembling hands atop his, her gaze never leaving his.

“Her name is Emeriel Galilea Evenstone,” Daemonikai announced, his voice unwavering. “Ukrea has blessed me with the gift of her, and today, I officially show her to you so she will be accorded the respect and honor she deserves–as my woman, and as my Soulbond.”

A pin could have dropped and been heard. Not a single breath, not a whisper.

Or maybe it was just the ringing in Emeriel’s ears.

His words hit her like a tidal wave. His woman. His Soulbond.

He was announcing them publicly. Officially claiming her.

Her heart pounded a fast, uneven rhythm as if it might burst free of her chest at any moment.

“As many of you know, I lost my family centuries. ago.” Daemonikai’s deep voice rose in the stillness, his eyes sweeping across the room,

easy. That pain… I never thought I could heal from it–Many of you witnessed what it did to me–how I fell apart. Descended

intertwined. Slowly, she raised her

save me. She offered her body and her blood, bringing me back

They gasped again.

bring herself to look away from him. His words were so raw, so sincere, they caused tears to blur

hand, stepping back. Clasping his hand behind his back, he

grace.

vantage point, he faced the court

was left of my empty heart–whatever small measure of life remaining–went with her. A sickness took root in me. My soul was dying, and

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she came for

a shaky hand to

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she came back. His voice softened, though it carried just as far. “And she saved me once again. Night and day,

but it was a futile effort. They fell faster than

again, filled with tenderness. “Today, I stand before this court to tell you all about this kind, beautiful princess Ukrea saw fit to bless me with.” His

is mine.”

eyes turned

and disbelief, as if they were seeing

swelled and ached all at once. This is real,

“To build something meaningful with her. Something that can, I hope, grow into something even more profound. So that one

court erupted into chaos. That,

and shocked exclamations filled the air,

could you say such a thing, Your Grace?” A voice

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