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

That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate

Chapter 299

"Argh!"

Grand Lord Zaiper grabbed his most prized flower vase, hurling it across the banqueting chamber. It shattered into a thousand glittering shards.

He reached for his finest ale gallon next and hurled it, the heavy vessel smashing against the far wall, amber liquid flowing down.

The chamber was already a mess. Broken goblets, upturned chairs, and fragments of once-beautiful decorations littering the floor.

And yet the chaos did nothing to sate his master's anger.

"That conniving little whore!" Lord Zaiper roared, sweeping his arm across the banquet table.

Goblets, charlices, and plates clattered to the floor, the noise loud echoing through the hall.

Razarr swallowed a wince, remaining motionless in the corner. He hadn't seen his master this destructively angry in a while. Lord Zaiper would regret all of this come morning when his fury finally subsided.

"How dare she?" Zaiper spat, turning his burning gray-and-yellow eyes on Razarr, who straightened immediately. "Is she mad? Deranged?"

He raked a hand through his hair. "She was not supposed to be in court. I saw the guilt in Daemonikai's eyes-I could have gotten him to admit it if I had pressed harder. Declared him unfit to rule. But no! She had to come along and ruin everything!"

Seizing a decorative jara from the table, Zaiper smashed it against the floor.

It was time to intervene.

my lord," Razarr said cautiously. "Your spell is still active. His mind is still in ruins. Sooner or later, everyone

what to look for. And Daemonikai will never let it spiral out of control again. Knowing him, he will do everything

the room, his boots crunching against

shallow bursts. "As young and insignificant as she seems, she has managed to defy me at every turn. That girl has done a lot of

at the wreckage of the table. "I should have forgotten my hunger for power, and instead used dark magic to kill that insufferable little human when I had the chance...! She's the same one who brought Daemonikai back from feral two years ago. Who healed his mind, and then, his soul. Maybe

in a careful tone. "Any direct attack on the girl could draw suspicion. Let Mistress Sinai

single turn?" Punching the wall beside him, the impact cracked the stone...and his bone. Blood spilled from his fist. "And I have used up all my

no idea what

Zaiper glared at the wall, flexing his bleeding hand. Then, those fierce

arm's reach. His master grabbed him

of affection, but one of

finally pulled away, Razarr licked his lips, tasting blood where his teeth had cut. The lord cupped

growled with

to obey. This night

.......

MISTRESS SINAI

Sinai sat in her dark cell, glaring at the distant wall. Hurting

after hearing the

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