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..."

resumed the work, her hands moving jerkily. The

Aekeira blurted. "He could have stopped it. He could have ensured none of this happened, but he

"I made the decision on

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

hadn't done it, you would have done everything possible to try rescuing me... and you could have gotten yourself seri Ackeira

saying anything, she walked to the door,

as she handed the dishes over and spoke

the door closed, and Aekeira returned to the

him, Keira," Emeriel said in a low tone. "You know you

Aekeira jaw locked tight.

I think I'm more mad at me than I

head, studying her sister with

shook as tears filled her eyes again. "I felt so weak. So helpless. You're my sister and..." Her lips pressed into a thin line as she tried to hold back the sob building in

on the bed beside her. "Come

She was careful

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

affection, "It's not every situation you can save, and I would never expect that from you." Aekeira looked

much, and you are the strongest person

A faint, genuine

Aekeira's lips, breaking through the sadness, and the visible tension on

too," Aekeira whispered, wiping at her cheeks. "But I'm not

How about

strongest person the other

chuckled softly, nodding in

tentatively rested her head on Emeriel's belly. "Is

fingers drifted into Aekeira's hair, stroking it gently. My

so long, this woman had been the

tribulation, Aekeira had

now, as Emeriel lay broken and healing, Aekeira's presence was her greatest

there was someone

Someone just as important.

tried not to ask. And

on,

her lips, gathering the courage to

even breathing met her