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..."

his arms and turning

maybe two." Then, under his breath, he added, “Might be three." Emeriel's eyes

I didn't feel the urge. The older one gets, the longer they can go without needing

who did that.....” "Yeah, well, the mistress has always hated me, so I'm not surprised," Emeriel said with a huff. “But that is no reason for you

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dissolved, and he smirked.

MISTRESS SINAL

body

it poured out

a soldier barked from his post

came, and then the groaning creak of

rocking back and forth uncomfortably. So focused on the pain. The sensation of

as she retched again, heaving so violently until there was

Her

has it

no concept of time anymore. Her

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

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

spilled down her cheeks, stomach

skin felt tight. Stretched to its breaking point. As though her body would burst from the

nerve screamed in protest, her muscles aching so

not fed from

drain the excess blood safely

had been denied access to

Daemon was being so cruel. So very monstrous punishing me in this

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

mess she had made were watching

them, disgust and rage coiling in her

to kill

nails dug into her thighs. These filthy, worthless humans... Why must

again. Her veins

to her ears, rocking harder. "It's not real. It's all in your head, Sinai. Your skin is not stretching. Your blood vessels are not swelling. It's all in your head, it's

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It was no use.

up. Unstoppable like the