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

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"Starving yourself is not the solution," Vladya added quietly.

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"She tried to kill Emeriel. My bloodhost-the one person whose existence is tied to keeping me alive- poisoned and almost killed my Soulbond, the one person in existence who is my life." The words came out in a suppressed fury, vibrating through the room.

His hand gripped the edge of the table until his knuckles turned white. "I knew Sinai was hard-vicious, even-but this? This is vile. This makes me question what else she's done. What other horrors she has hidden."

"You need her," Vladya said calmly, even as understanding gleamed in his silver-gray eyes. "Bloodhosts aren't just anyone, Daemon. You don't have another, nor does anyone else. They are exceedingly rare, you know this. For another to emerge, the current one must die, and even then, it could take years. Many of our kind do not survive the waiting period."

"You're not telling me anything I don't already know."

"I wonder about that, you need a reminder, evidently," Vladya added. "Your control is legendary but you are hungry. Very soon, you will start throwing pheromones around."

"It will not get to that," Daemonikai snapped, his patience thinning.

"You cannot give Sinai the maximum punishment," Vladya said warily. "She must get away with the minimum. I know it, you know it, the court knows it. Why not get it over with?"

Daemonikai glanced at the abandoned glass of water, lips pressed to a thin line. He knew all that. That was precisely why he tried to avoid dwelling on Sinai and her crime.

"While staying away might be punishment for her, you're also punishing yourself. You are still recovering from soul death, and on top of that, you're healing from the poison ravaging your organs. You need to feed."

Daemonikai sighed, sinking into the chair opposite his friend, leaning back, and closing his eyes.

He tried to block out the incessant pounding in his skull, the headache constant now. At this rate, he'd win a trophy for enduring the sheer number of headaches plaguing him.

Rarely did a moment pass where his mind was clear and pain-free, and he knew-deep down-he couldn't keep this up much longer.

"I will feed from Emeriel when it becomes too much," he muttered, the words heavy with reluctance.

on Daemonikai. "However, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, my friend, but you know you can't

years ago, I survived without Sinai's blood for five years."

was banished from Urai." Vladya's expression turned dark. "You know what else I remember? The suffering you endured during that time. Evie nearly died because you were draining her dry and we nearly lost over five hundred people in this kingdom... twenty

times, one of intense suffering

friend," Vladya said, rising. "Resolve this situation, and quickly. Even if you intend to feed from Emeriel, you know you'd never

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heat seep into her throbbing muscles. The ache the felt all day

the faint ripple of

she had wasted being miserable. She had spent so long resisting, refusing to give her Beloved-herself a chance to

soft knock broke through

opened her mouth, ready to dismiss whoever it

are you

Aekeira. Her heart skipped.

she'd have to face her sister. If there was anyone she

here," she called out

infectious. "Oh, Em, I heard everything that happened She was practically glowing with excitement. "I'm so happy, so

around Emeriel's neck in a tight

into the familiar warmth of her

I came back too," Emeriel

Aekeira pulled back, her expression shifting to one of hurt. "Without telling anyone? Without

eyes. "I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want to jeopardize that-or worse, make you feel like you needed

are a horrible sister," Aekeira's voice broke, as her lower lip quivered. "Terrible, absolutely horrible... and

Emeriel snorted.

I could hardly believe them."

a brow. "As in Lord

blush spread across her

bit back a

made you change your mind?" Aekeira asked quickly, steering the conversation