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.

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

live dangerously, Father." Dale's voice carried a note of incredulity, a tone Herod had grown used to over the years. "Heavens, of all the females to be friends

told you, it was

I know you're lonely, Father. I get it. But please, refrain from making reckless decisions and taking

roll his eyes,

he said lightly, humor

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

believe him. On others, he spoke as if expecting the main gates to burst open, the grand

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to deliver swift vengeance for daring to befriend his

understood where his son's worries stemmed from, however

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Herod did not buy it. Certain his son had come

reclining with his eyes closed, a deep sense of pride

every inch the

for returning. Herod was simply grateful to have him home. As much as he denied it, the loneliness had crept

son's presence made it easier to bear. Just as Emeriel's companionship had

case with which she

she was back in Urai, and he was proud

caress his face.

his eyes briefly, his heart lighter than it had been

PRINCESS EMERIEL

a long journey beyond the fortress into

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

both exhilarating

a small cottage nestled beyond the

structure came into view

fence entwined with flowering vines. The

led her inside. The interior pristine yet homely,

moved through the space in a