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

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GRAND LORD ZAIPER

Grand Lord Zaiper was trying hard not to freak out.

Trying being the operative word.

While the rest of the people had scattered, their voices a low hum of joy and dread, Zaiper had slipped away to the back of the fortress building. The cool air bit at his skin, but it did little to cool the racing of his heart.

The one person who could see his atrocities-every dark deed, every hidden sin —like a play acted out on stage was awake.

"Fuck," he said under his breath.

His hands trembled.

He curled them into fists.

"Highness Zaiper, are you alright?"

Zaiper flinched at the sudden voice behind him. Without turning, he recognized it

to be High Lord Jakal, the ever-concerned Minister of Military Affairs.

Why not just mind your own business, Jakal? But he swallowed the retort, forcing a calm he did not feel. He gave a stiff nod.

The silent dismissal worked, and Jakal's footsteps echoed as he departed.

Zaiper breathed out shakily.

"My lord," came a familiar voice behind him. It was Razarr. "The Grand King requests your assistance in calming the commotion."

Zaiper waved a hand in dismissal. "Find someone else. I have no time for crowd control."

Razarr did not move. "Are you worried about the Oracle?"

Zaiper's teeth grinded audibly. "Why did she have to wake now? She should have waited a few hundred years more, damn her!" His fist struck the wall.

The impact reverberated up his arm, and he welcomed the pain.

"You have always known this day would come, my lord," Razarr said, his tone even, calm. "She was bound to wake eventually."

Zaiper spun around to face him. "Yes, but she was supposed to wake after I had achieved my goals. When Daemonikai was already dead, and I sat on the Grand Throne. By then, she would have been powerless to interfere. Now..." He clenched his fists again, shaking his head. "This timing could not be worse."

just beside him. "Even if she knows, my lord, she can do nothing. Her oath binds her. She

knew that. Of course, he

the bad feeling in his

riddles, plant

Razarr raised an eyebrow.

calm at this point was almost

worry too much, my lord." The male went ahead to say. "The Oracle does not see everything, despite what the people believe. There is a

rolling his neck to ease the tension. "You are right. Perhaps

His head soldier nodded.

people had cleared quickly-some retreating to their homes, others simply moving to avoid being caught

reverence,

come. A being who could look through people like glass, exposing their deepest, darkest secrets for all

would willingly stand in the presence of someone who could peel

But the bane of

he turned to join the others, a faint relief settled in him. Razarr was

see, but she

small comfort, but

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

Oracle carefully as she walked through the

looks the same

age, but with the Oracle, it was different. One

could tell she was as ancient

leaned heavily on her wooden staff, her hand trembling faintly as she gripped it, silvery-white hair falling nearly to her

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wore layer upon layer of garments-so many that at first

bulky, but her face... now that was where the

the most beautiful

Her features were youthful,

were

in her thirties. Her eyes were

they were strea

Eyes that could see

it difficult to meet

her. When she drew close, she bowed slightly, her

returned the

is an honor to see you again after so many centuries," his tone formal but warm.

considering the question. Then, rasped.

"May we go inside?" He

her head and began to walk. The rulers fell in step behind her, matching

was long and tiring, as Daemonikai