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

Chapter 290

After them, Lord Ottal's

bondmate came, breezing into the room with an elegance that belied her concern. She carried a bundle of fresh roses, their scent filling the room as she arranged them in a vase on the bedside table.

"These should brighten your day, dear," she said with a soft smile. "It's so good to see you recovering."

Emeriel's heart warmed by the gesture. "Thank you, my lady,"

As evening fell, the visitors trickled out one by one, leaving the room quiet once more.

Emeriel lay propped up against a mound of pillows, her body sore but her mind finally at ease.

Aekeira sat beside her on the edge of the bed, cradling a small bowl of steaming broth in her hands.

"I told you, I've had enough," Emeriel sighed.

"You have not eaten properly in days," Ackeira dipped the wooden spoon into the chicken broth and brought it to her lips. "Try to eat some more"

"Aekeira..." Emeriel groaned, sinking back into her pillows. "At this rate, I will be fat."

"You should. You have lost weight." She nudged the spoon closer. "Here, just a little more."

Resigned, Emeriel parted her lips.

Her sister tilted the spoon carefully, letting the warm liquid glide into her mouth.

"There

Aekeira kept feeding

her until the bowl was empty. Only then did she set the it aside with a satisfied nod.

"So, what's going on between you and Lord Vladya?" Emeriel asked.

Ackeira's hand hovered over the dishes she had begun gathering.

"Nothing," she said tightly.

"Aekeira..."

jerkily. The dishes clattered loudly as she stacked

it to happen," Aekeira blurted. "He could have stopped it. He could have ensured none of

blame him for this," Emeriel said. "I made the decision on my own and made him promise me.

that wasn't enough, he had Lord Ottai drug me through the night," Aekeira spat, angry and hurt. The dishes clattered

If he hadn't done it, you would have done everything possible to try rescuing me... and

she walked to the door, opened it, and called

handed the dishes

the door closed, and Aekeira

so mad at him, Keira," Emeriel said in a low tone. "You know you don't really want to

Aekeira jaw locked tight.

breath. "I think... I think I'm more mad at me than I

tilted her head, studying her

weak. So helpless. You're my sister and..." Her lips pressed into a thin line as she tried to

the empty space on the bed beside her. "Come

moment before climbing onto the bed. She was

that spread through her body and shifted slightly to lie on her side,

beyond your control." she said with affection, "It's not every situation you

you so much, and you are the strongest person I

A faint, genuine

lips, breaking through the sadness, and the visible

Aekeira whispered, wiping at her cheeks. "But I'm not half as strong as

debatable. How about we

that we're each the strongest person the other has

chuckled softly, nodding

she tentatively rested her head on

yes." Emeriel fingers drifted into Aekeira's

long, this woman had been the single most important person

every trial and tribulation, Aekeira

protector, her sister. And even now, as Emeriel lay broken

was someone

Someone just as important.

had been on her mind all day, though she had tried not to ask. And Aekeira,

on,

the courage to speak.

soft, even breathing met