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

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Chapter 272

Chapter 272

"How is your friend Herodis?" His lips brushed against her cheek like a soft breeze. "Have you seen him since your return?"

"With everything going on, I haven't had the chance." A small pause followed. "I worry about him. Is he alright? What is he doing these days?"

"Maybe you should make time to go and see him."

She tilted her head slightly, trying to glimpse his expression, but gave up when she realized it would mean leaving the cocoon of his arms. "I'm surprised you would say that. I know you don't exactly..."

"That is in the past. He was a genuine friend to you. A good one who was there for you during dark times. He's a kind of friend worth having."

"He is," she agreed, a touch of exhaustion entering her tone. "You know, when the lords bared their necks for me in court today, I thought about him. He always told me it would work out. That I should have a little faith."

"I am glad you have such a friend. Genuine friendships transcend time."

"Like you and Lord Vladya?"

She felt his head nod against hers. Sleep began to tug at her, the warmth of his presence wrapping around her like a blanket.

She was drifting off when she felt his hands tremble.

It was subtle at first. A faint quiver becoming unmistakable as he tried to still them, his knuckles tightening into a fist.

"I have noticed it a few times now," she murmured drowsily. "The tremors."

"It's nothing. Go to sleep, dearling."

"Is it the poison?"

He didn't respond.

"No more secrets, remember?" she yawned. "Tell me."

He exhaled. "I haven't been feeding."

Her eyes snapped open. "Bloodfeeding?"

"Mm-hm." His acknowledgment was barely audible. "With everything happening lately, I need to feed more to heal faster, to heal completely. But..."

and turning to face him.

added, “Might be three." Emeriel's eyes widened to her hairline. "You have been starving yourself? Why?

longer they can

mistress has always hated me, so I'm not surprised," Emeriel said with a huff.

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he

MISTRESS SINAL

bent over, her body convulsing violently as

poured out in a gush, splattering across

a soldier

footsteps came, and then the groaning creak of metal gates

focused on the pain. The

as she retched again, heaving so violently until there

slumped forward. Her

it been? Hours?

of time anymore. Her torture

from the crimson pool she had created, her fingers smearing the slick blood across the stone as she dragged

the wall, she drew her legs up, wrapping her arms around them in a feeble attempt to shield herself from

her cheeks,

to its breaking point. As though her body would burst from the

screamed in protest, her

her master had not fed from her

the excess blood safely

had been denied access to

Daemon was being so cruel. So very monstrous punishing me

could you do this to me," she cried under her breath, more tears

mess she had made were

disgust and rage coiling

want to kill

filthy, worthless humans... Why must I suffer this

pressure within her rose again. Her veins pulsed as though

Sinai. Your skin is not stretching. Your blood vessels are not swelling. It's all in your head, it's not real. It's not

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It was no use.

Unstoppable like the blazing