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

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.”

closing barely registered. Emeriel’s focus remained fixed

instant, his hands gripping her shoulders. Not harshly, but with the desperate strength of a man barely hanging on.

scrunched as fresh sobs racked her. “I got pregnant, Your Grace.

of her cries. “And then I lost him.

It was as though all his strength had left him in a single breath.

his movements slow and heavy,

chambers and

stooped, head hung low.

hurt Emeriel to her

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as if to follow, but she shook

obeyed, though he looked

the hall. His steps were leadden,

the building

tugging at their clothes. Emeriel wanted to say something- anything to offer

simply were

and he

wrapping her arms tightly around his

in a

a moment, he

weight, leaning into her as though the burden

her face, she held

the distance, his breath coming in

Emeriel was grateful. She didn’t know if she could bear to see him cry. It would surely destroy her completely.

whispered around them, calm and gentle. If only its refreshing touch could reach inside, soothe the pain killing

Daemonikai straightened, stepping out of her embrace. He didn’t look at her as he began walking again in slow, wandering steps.

before following. Two steps behind, just

of the courtyard into the meadow, the stars twinkling like scattered diamonds above them. The moon’s glow over the empty field, trailing their path.

reached the middle of

halted a few steps behind him, watching as his shoulders sagged once more in

his knees, arms hanging limply