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."

moved closer, standing just beside him. "Even if she knows, my lord, she can do nothing. Her oath binds her. She cannot

knew that. Of course,

the bad feeling in his

directly," Zaiper hissed. "She can still speak in riddles, plant seeds of doubt, leave clues and hints. The

Razarr raised an eyebrow.

at this point

The male went ahead to say. "The Oracle does not see everything, despite what the people

neck to ease the tension. "You are right.

His head soldier nodded.

glanced around, taking in the nearly empty courtyards. The people had cleared quickly-some retreating to their

their reverence, the Oracle

the gods as anyone could come. A being who could look through people like glass, exposing their deepest, darkest

presence of someone who could peel away every layer you had

people hiightailing it out of her way, ensuring she never even glimpsed him. But the bane of being a Grand Ruler meant he had no choice. His presence was required to

join the others, a faint relief settled in him. Razarr

Oracle can see, but she cannot

comfort, but one he clung

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

as she walked through the grand entrance of Ravenshadow

the same as

with

her, and you could tell she was as

leaned heavily on her wooden staff, her hand trembling faintly as she gripped it, silvery-white hair falling nearly to her knees. Tangled yet somehow dignified, giving Ker

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wore layer upon layer of garments-so many that

that was where the trick comes

of Urekai possessed one of the most beautiful faces Daemonikai

Her features were youthful,

were

her thirties. Her eyes were unlike any other. Black

void, they were strea I

Eyes that

to meet her

to formally welcome her. When she drew close, she bowed slightly, her voice scratchy and hoarse as she

unison, they returned the bow.

after so many centuries," his tone formal but warm.

as if considering the question. Then, rasped. "Like time

go inside?" He

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

court session was long and tiring,