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

Chapter 269

Emeriel’s tears flowed freely now, impossible to contain. “Please stop. Seeing you like this is tearing me apart.”

A third tear fell, his face contorting in anguish. “I am so sorry-”

“Do not apologize, please.”

“I am so, so, so sorry, Emeriel. This was all my fault. It was all my-”

“Stop blaming yourself!” she hissed fiercely. “Every misfortune that happens is not your fault, do you hear me? It was meant to happen! It was unavoidable! We must try to move past it! We mourn what could have been, but we cannot blame ourselves endlessly.”

Another tear fell, and she wiped it away, her own tears flowing like a river. “We are living beings, Daemon. We are bound to make mistakes, and sometimes… accidents happen. Some things are simply meant to be. Some things cannot be prevented.”

As she spoke, her words resounded deeply within her.

All these years, she had blamed herself. Some nights, in the darkness, she had even blamed him. She had hated them both for what happened.

“Casting blame solves nothing,” she continued in a softer tone. “It only makes the pain worse. How can we heal and move forward when we let guilt take the reins?”

“Riel… it hurts.”

“I know.” She wiped his tears on her sleeve. “It is okay, let it out. I’ve got you, my dearest Beloved. Let it all out.”

She pressed his head to her midriff, her arms encircling him passionately. As his body trembled in her hold, she stroked his hair soothingly, petting him.

“It is okay to release it all. Do not give guilt the power it craves. Guilt peels away the salves on a wound, leaving it raw… scarred… never to heal.”

The wind swept through the meadow, tugging at their clothes, whispering through the grass.

tears soaking into

Yet he held her tighter.

you, Your Grace, cannot run from me. Because this time, I will chase you to the ends of the earth if

her impossibly closer. The raw emotions radiating from

this would have happened.” “You made the right decision. Look at me.” Emeriel cupped his cheek, coaxing his tear–streaked face upward. His red, tormented eyes met

I’d say this, but you did the right thing sending me away, and

that.”

held on, her thumb tracing circles against his skin. “You needed to find yourself! needed to find myself. I was a slave, and you had been feral for centuries. You

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and all of a sudden, I was thrown at you. Someone you did not choose. Someone from the very species that took your family, who has the potential to replace what you lost. How could anyone expect you to act differently? You.

her eyes, but

should have communicated better,” she reasoned, brushing her hand against his jaw. “It would have helped greatly. Neither of us was ready for the severed bond or the pain it brought. But

her

ebb, taken over by a sense of release she hadn’t known she needed.

him, she found herself comforted too.

self–recrimination and what ifs–they started to dissolve like

felt so much lighter. Freer.

lost track of how

night moved on. The stars, the moon, and the wind bore witness to this vulnerable time. This heartbreaking moment where

she didn’t

when her legs began to ache from standing too long, and her waist ached from the strength of his grip. Emeriel didn’t

stirred, his hold loosening as he pulled

“Do you

better?” she asked in a tender tone.

through the pain. “You, Emeriel, are a rare treasure. Thank you for

thank