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

Chapter 300

Chapter

300

Fruits were brought in on polished trays-juicy grapes, ripe figs, slices of sweet melon—and Sinai munched on them with unabashed pleasure.

When it was over, she stood before the tall mirror, her reflection finally resembling the female she used to be. Her gown was a masterpiece, woven from the finest silks and subtle jewels that caught the light. Her hair styled to perfection, cascading down her back in sophisticated waves.

Tears pricked the corners of her eyes. I have missed this.

After today, not only will she be free again, but she will take back what was hers.

The soldiers returned.

"The Grand King is still in the hunting grounds with the noble lords of court," one informed her. "You are instructed to wait here for his return. You are not to leave this chamber."

Sinai didn't mind. Reclining on the plush cushions of the bed, she made herself comfortable as she waited.

And waited.

And waited.

Sunset turned to dusk. The golden light streaming through the windows faded, replaced by shadows and the flicker of candlelight. Sinai's eyelids grow heavy. Eventually, she succumbed to sleep.

"Hail to His Majesty the First! The mighty and supreme sovereign ruler of Urai, His Grace, Grand King Daemonikai."

Sinai jolted awake.

A second later, the door burst open, and he walked in.

her gown before dipping into a

the rumors of his failing mind, of sickness

Dressed in a finely tailored black robe,

Grace,"

been a long day," his response was

to the window, he rested against the ledge, arms crossed

uncomfortably. She had waited months to see him,

voice was sharp and direct. "I am here

wobbled. "I was rotting in that hellhole-forgotten.

that hellhole if you had kept your hands clean." His voice was ice.

down her cheeks. "It wasn't my intention to hurt you,

her. "Her identity is Emeriel Galilea Evenstone. A Syren. My destined mate.

He was truly angry.

tears not working? There

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not sleep well in that

you?" he asked flatly. "Do you feel

frantically. "Yes,

again, indifferent.

Sinai's blood ran cold.

stared at him.

"You c-can't do that to me again, I'm your

with a hot spiked whip. Three days without food or water. Public

hand flew to her mouth, staggering back a step. “You were going to make me face that...?

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