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

Chapter 268

Chapter 268

PRINCESS EMERIEL

At the sight of Grand King Daemonikai, her pain dulled. Receded into the background.

All she could focus on was him. How to shield him from the agony she knew was coming.

“Daemon…” Her voice wavered stepping toward him, her head shaking slightly. He was never meant to find out.

“Is it true?” he asked, his voice hoarse and trembling. “Did we make a child two years ago and lo-” His throat worked, hard. “Did we lose a child?”

The dread on his face was undeniable.

His eyes were practically begging her to say no. To tell him it wasn’t true.

That it was a lie, a cruel jest. A fabricated story to placate Ackeira.

Emeriel saw it all in his gaze. The raw fear, the refusal to believe.

And for a passing moment, she considered lying to him. Telling him exactly what he wanted to hear. Anything at all to spare him the weight of this unbearable misery.

But lying would not save them. Not from this.

“Yes,” she admitted. “I had a miscarriage.”

He staggered back as if struck.

“No,” he breathed, his eyes searching the ceiling, the walls, anywhere but her face.

“It cannot be.” He shook his head violently, as if trying to dislodge the truth. “It cannot be.”

Emeriel’s eyes leaked more tears.

Her sister moved in her periphery, wiping away her own tears. Ackeira met her eyes briefly and mouthed, “I will be back later.”

barely registered. Emeriel’s focus remained fixed on her Beloved. “Daemon,

distance between them in an instant, his hands gripping her shoulders. Not harshly, but with the desperate strength of a man

is.” Her face scrunched as fresh sobs racked her. “I got pregnant,

muffling the sound of her cries. “And then I lost him. I didn’t even

her shoulders before suddenly falling away. It was as though

without a word, his movements

of the chambers and into

stooped, head

looked so defeated it hurt Emeriel to her

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shook her head, silently commanding him

head guard obeyed, though

as he wandered aimlessly down the hall. His

moved out of the building and

them, tugging at their clothes. Emeriel wanted to say something- anything to offer him comfort.

were not enough.

and he staggered on his feet.

the gap between them, wrapping her arms tightly around his midriff.

in a

moment, he

his weight, leaning into her as though the burden was too much to

her face, she held him that way

blankly into the distance, his breath coming in

know if she could bear to see

only its refreshing touch could reach inside,

embrace. He didn’t look at her as he began walking again in slow,

for a moment before following. Two steps behind, just like

out of the courtyard into the meadow, the stars twinkling like scattered diamonds above them. The moon’s glow over

middle of the field, Daemonikai

him, watching as

knees, arms hanging limply at his

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