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

Chapter 286

Chapter 286

PART 4 (Final Part of this series)

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAL

He opened his eyes reluctantly to the bright rays of the morning sun. The warmth of light on his face clashed with the cold, hard ground beneath him.

He frowned. This isn’t my chamber.

Sitting up slowly, his gaze swept the dim, familiar space around him.

The dark walls and its small window near the corner allow slivers of light to filter through.

The Forbidden Chambers? His frown deepened. Why the hell am I in the Forbidden Chambers?

And… why am I still wearing my training clothes?

Rising unsteadily to his feet, he palmed his head, bracing himself for his unwelcome companion of late–the hammering headache.

But he got… nothing.

No headache. No pain.

Huh.

Unease crawled along his skin as he surveyed the space again.

He remembered being on the training fields all day. Teaching the young recruits archery, pushing them harder than usual because he was eager to finish and return to his Beloved. But after that…

Nothing.

Stopping, his brows drawn further together, he tried to piece together the broken memories. He could recall the sun setting as he wrapped up training. The anticipation in his chest as he imagined Emeriel’s face lighting up at seeing him. But beyond that?

Blank.

Not even a shred of memory.

“How does someone lose a whole evening?” he muttered to himself, running a hand through his disheveled hair. He huffed a dry laugh. “If this isn’t old age, I don’t know what is.”

Making his way to the door, he pushed against it…only to meet resistance.

His confusion deepened as he rattled the handle, realizing the door was locked.

but barred with the thick

me here…

his pride. The locks were reinforced. The

“What in Hades…”

he called out the command. “Who’s

No response.

he bellowed, irritation

that followed felt

shifted his hand. Claws lengthened, hand grew bigger and

series of savage, powerful strikes shattered the locks one after the

heave, he threw the gates open and stepped out into the

It was deserted.

him. Making his way down the narrow halls, he saw no faces. No patrols, no

Where are the soldiers?

into the heart

saw him

nervous, their gazes darting to the ground

their reverence, their fear.

relieved to see him.

could dwell on it, a familiar voice

“Your Grace! You’re awake!”

toward him. His head guard’s face was

His tone was light but touched with irritation as he resumed walking, heading

fell into step

door,

his eyes swept

back at Wegai. “Is she in the

hesitated. “You… don’t

Wegai fully. “What happened? I

from looking surprised and… pained? He lowered

stared. He must

he waited, expecting Wegai to crack a smile. Or

guard’s

are you saying”

Grand Lord Vladys would be in a better

cold weight settled in his

pooled deep inside

spun on his

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