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.

smoothing her gown before dipping into a deep curtsy. "Your

know what she had expected after everything she'd heard the rumors of his failing mind, of sickness

in a finely tailored

Grace," Sinai

been a long day," his response was

ledge, arms

months to see him, yet now, standing before

and direct. "I am

missed you so much," Moving close, her voice wobbled. "I was rotting in

clean." His voice was ice. "How

spilled down her cheeks. "It wasn't my intention to hurt you, Your Grace. It's

those eyes like molten steel met her. "Her identity is Emeriel Galilea Evenstone. A Syren. My destined mate. Attacking her for any reason

He was truly angry.

working? There was no pity in those

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desperate. "I'm not fed properly, I don't get baths, and k do not sleep well in that freezing, rotten cell. You took away my

asked flatly. "Do you feel sorry? Do you

frantically. "Yes,

here," he spoke again, indifferent.

Sinai's blood ran cold.

lips parted in disbelief as she stared at him. "S-surely you don't mean that."

soul. "You c-can't do that to me

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

“You were

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