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

Chapter 275

PRINCESS EMERIEL

The next three days were the best in her life. Emeriel and King Daemonikai spent nearly every moment together, and she cherished each one.

They talked about everything. Her time in the human world, her physical training, her hobbies, and childhood memories. In turn, he opened up about his own youth, even shared pieces of his late family.

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Emeriel hummed softly as she put away their dinner dishes. Warm and vibrant joy bubbled within her. Even the topics that could have been awkward or painful were touched upon-

if only lightly-without tension or avoidance.

She was truly, deeply happy, about the incredible progress they had made together.

Setting aside the court, their past, and their pain, they had spent these days simply being together. The peace, the quiet, and the simplicity of the surroundings were a nice change. This cottage nestled in one of of Urai, had become. a sanctuary for them, and she loved it.

Yesterday evening. Daemonikai took her for a walk, leading her along the winding paths of the village. Locals greeted their grand king with enthusiasm and kindness, extending the same warmth to her. When they returned home, Daemonikai pulled her into his lap by the crackling fireplace, where they talked and cuddled late into the night.

She loved having his undivided attention, watching him smile, seeing him so at ease.

But a slight worry disturbed her.

King Daemonikai hadn't touched her intimately in days.

It wasn't that

he didn't show affection. In fact, sometimes, he held her too close as though she were the most

precious thing in the world. His hands were always greedy when it came to caressing her as they cuddled.

And occasionally, when she walked past him, he'd cup her butt or touch her breasts so unexpectedly, making her jerk. But it all ended there.

Despite the nights when his manhood poked her all through the dark hours, or the mornings when he woke

with clear arousal, he hadn't tried to take her body again.

She tried not to let it trouble her, but it did.

missed him in that way. She wanted to feel him again.

believe how often she

she longed to open her legs for him... to let him

imagined

with dread. Her heart cut out of her chest and handed to her each

was nothing like the sickening, demeaning act those ministers had forced upon her sister, Emeriel knew that. What they had was different, it was special and oh so beautiful. But still... she shouldn't want

silent, suppressing her desires even

her in a constant state of hunger

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though, his nightmares

the look cleared, and his stance relaxed. Always fully present and attentive. As thoug Emeriel basked in it. Relished the feeling of being the center of his universe. She

by the outside world.

the reprieve was temporary.

this haven

kitchen, Emeriel went

empty,

the archery range, one of

the garden, spotting the gardener tending to the

gave a

hair away from her face

He went in this direction." He pointed behind him, toward

She gave him a slight nod. "You may return to your

turned toward the dense tree line.

as she stepped under the canopy. The wind moved through the trees, rustling the leaves, sending

No answer.

she ventured into the forest, the more different the atmosphere felt. The hairs on her

Something was watching her.

it wasn't fear she felt,

My mate.

Watching her. Hunting

her chest. She couldn't see him, but she