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

Chapter 270

Chapter 270

HIGH LORD HERODIS

He stood by the window, gazing out over the open field bathed in moonlight.

The night breeze whispered around him, carrying a lovely scent of grass and distant woods.

News of the court had reached his ears, and he couldn't stop smiling.

"I am so happy for you, my dear friend," he murmured softly, his voice barely audible over the rustling leaves outside.

"Who are you speaking to?"

Herod turned at the sound of the familiar voice, catching sight of Dale stepping into the room.

His son's sharp, inquisitive gaze swept over him as he entered.

"No one, son," Herod smoothened his expression.

Dale's brow lifted, his skepticism clear. "So now you talk to yourself?" He sighed, striding to the bed and flopping onto it with an exaggerated motion. "I told you, Father, this loneliness is starting to get to you."

"I am not lonely. I have you," Herod countered defensively. "Besides, I am not a lunatic."

Dale snorted, shaking his head. "If you say so." Leaning back on the bed, he propped his head on his hands. "But tell me, why are you smiling? Do not think I missed it."

Herod chuckled. "I am grateful, is all. Things are finally starting to look up for my friend."

"Friend?" Dale frowned for a moment before realization dawned on his face. "Oh, you mean the grand king's Soulbond? The human princess?"

“Uh-huh, that's the one." Herod's smile deepened.

Dale knew everything about his friendship with Emeriel...Herod had told him the full story a years ago.

address the court," he informed his son, trying to keep his

incredulity, a tone Herod had grown used to over the years. "Heavens, of all the females to be friends with, you chose The Ultimate's woman? I'm still amazed by it all. You cannot imagine

told you, it was

it. But please, refrain from making

the urge to roll his eyes, keeping his

said lightly, humor dancing

Dale his relationship with Emeriel had been purely platonic, his

On others, he spoke as if expecting the

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vengeance for daring

stemmed from,

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home was purely for business in the city, but Herod did not buy it. Certain his son had come back to keep him company,

reclining with his eyes closed,

old, Dale was every inch the mature, refined

Dale's reasons for returning. Herod was simply grateful to have him home. As much as he denied it, the loneliness

to bear.

it, he missed her. Missed the case with which she

she was back in Urai, and he was proud of

he let the cool breeze caress his face. The field stretched before him,

briefly, his heart lighter than it had been in

PRINCESS EMERIEL

beyond the fortress

trees while she held on tight, hands

was both exhilarating

reached a small cottage nestled beyond the mountains,

came

entwined with flowering

hand as he led her inside. The interior pristine

the space