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.

court," he informed his son, trying to keep his emotions in check, though warmth swelled in his chest. "I still remember vividly how impossible this day

all the females to be friends with, you chose The Ultimate's woman? I'm still amazed by

it was not

you're lonely, Father. I get it. But please, refrain from making

urge to roll his

lightly,

assured Dale his relationship with Emeriel had been purely platonic, his son remained

days, Dale seemed to believe him. On others, he spoke as if expecting the main gates to burst

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deliver swift vengeance for

understood where his son's worries stemmed

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Herod did not buy it. Certain his son had come back

eyes closed, a

inch the mature,

have him home. As much as he denied it, the loneliness had crept into

easier to bear. Just as Emeriel's companionship

missed her. Missed the case with which she had

in Urai, and he was proud

caress his face. The field stretched before him,

closed his eyes briefly, his heart lighter than it had been

PRINCESS EMERIEL

journey beyond the fortress into

a blur through the tall trees while she held on tight, hands secured

ride was both exhilarating and

a small cottage nestled beyond the

structure came

entwined with flowering vines.

hand as he led her inside. The interior pristine yet homely, held the

through the space in a