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..."

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

allowed it to happen," Aekeira blurted. "He could have stopped it. He could have

you cannot blame him for this," Emeriel said. "I made the decision on my own and made him promise me. Their word is their bond, you know

me through the night," Aekeira spat, angry

it was for your own good. If he hadn't done it, you would have done everything possible to try rescuing me... and you could have gotten yourself seri Ackeira pursed her lips, her body rigid as

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

patiently as she handed the dishes over and

door closed, and Aekeira returned

in a low tone. "You know

Aekeira jaw locked tight.

then, she let released a slow breath. "I think... I think I'm more mad

tilted her head, studying

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

the empty space on

for a moment before climbing onto the bed. She was careful not to lean into Emeriel or disturb

the dull ache that spread through her body and shifted

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

so much, and you are the strongest person I

A faint, genuine

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

cheeks.

debatable. How about

the strongest person the other has ever

chuckled softly, nodding in

she tentatively rested her head on Emeriel's belly.

into Aekeira's hair, stroking it gently.

had been the single most important person

trial and tribulation, Aekeira

her sister. And even now, as Emeriel lay

was someone else

Someone just as important.

had been on her mind all day, though she had tried not to

on,

lips, gathering the courage to speak. "How

breathing