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..."

the work, her hands moving jerkily. The dishes clattered loudly as

never allowed it to happen," Aekeira blurted. "He could have stopped it. He could have

the decision on my own and made him promise me. Their word is their bond, you know

Lord Ottai drug me through the night," Aekeira spat, angry and hurt. The dishes clattered again as

that pain. You know it was for your own good. If he hadn't done it, you would have done everything possible to try rescuing me... and

in her hands. Without saying anything, she walked to the door, opened it, and called for one of the

dishes over and spoke quietly

the door closed, and Aekeira returned to the

Emeriel said in a

Aekeira jaw locked tight.

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

studying her

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

space on the bed beside her. "Come

bed. She was careful not to lean into

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

understand that some things are beyond your 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,

you so much, and you

A faint, genuine

breaking through the sadness, and

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

debatable. How about

the strongest person the other has

nodding in agreement.

head on Emeriel's belly.

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

this woman had been the

tribulation, Aekeira had been

And even now, as Emeriel

was

Someone just as important.

tried not to ask.

on,

the courage to speak.

breathing met her