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..."

moving jerkily. The dishes clattered

have stopped it. He could have ensured none of

said. "I made the decision on my own and made him promise me. Their word

that wasn't enough, he had Lord Ottai drug me through the night," Aekeira spat, angry

it to spare you that pain. You know it was for your own good. If he hadn't done it, you would have done

anything, she walked to the door, opened it,

waited patiently as she handed the dishes over

closed, and Aekeira returned

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

Aekeira jaw locked tight.

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

her head, studying her

again. "I felt so weak. So helpless. You're my sister and..." Her lips pressed into a thin

space on the bed beside her. "Come

climbing onto the bed. She was careful not to

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

control." she said with affection, "It's not every situation you can save, and I would never expect that from you." Aekeira looked at her, her

you so much, and you

A faint, genuine

through the sadness, and the visible tension on

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

How

each the strongest

nodding in agreement.

tentatively rested her head on Emeriel's belly.

Aekeira's hair, stroking

this woman had been the single most important person

tribulation,

her protector, her sister. And even now, as Emeriel lay broken and healing, Aekeira's presence was

was

Someone just as important.

tried not to ask. And Aekeira, perhaps sensing her he

on,

gathering the courage to speak. "How

breathing