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

Chapter 306

PRINCESS EMERIEL

One week later.

Emeriel woke in the early hours of dawn. Today was The Celestial Offering

One of the most sacred ceremonies of the Ureka. And she wanted to help him prepare for it

After the feral incident. Daemonikai had insisted she remain in her chambers instead of moving into his quarters. He did not trust himself not to hurt her again.

And although Emeriel had fought to stay by his side, even she knew this was a battle she could not win, so she had reluctantly agreed

But now, she barely saw him.

His duties kept him.constantly busy, pulling him away from dawn until long past midnight. Each evening, she waited in her bedchamber, hoping to hear the announcement of his return. But exhaustion always claimed her before the hour grew too late, and she would wake to find another day had begun without him.

This morning, however, Emeriel was prepared.

Rising quietly, she slipped into a simple gown before making her way to the slave quarters. There, she roused Amie and two other human attendants who had volunteered to assist her, taking them to her bedchambers.

While they drew a bath, Emeriel went through the rows of ceremonial attire she had a royal servant bring to her chambers the previous day. Selecting one of the grandest robes, threaded with gold and silver, she laid it out carefully. Hoping she had chosen correctly as she paired it with matching footwear, a belt, and an ornamental hairpin

With everything prepared, Emeriel made her way to the king's bedchamber. The guards stationed outside nodded respectfully as she approached, stepping aside to allow her entry. Twisting the handle, she slipped inside, the heavy door closing softly behind her.

Daemonikai lay sprawled in sleep at the center of the massive bed, his broad chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm.

The fact that he did not stir at her entrance spoke volumes about his exhaustion. Pausing, she took a moment to look her full.

shoulders, who was depended upon by so many, yet bore his pain in silence-this male

throat closed up. I want so many

into that bed, slipping beneath the covers to pull him close and rest his head against her chest. To stroke his

when he wakes from one of those nightmares. To hush

rift between them now. A distance neither of them knew

shared intimacy since that terrible night. Daemonikai had made sure of it. And that was...

was not yet ready for that. But she starved for

His warmth.

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he would look at

spped closer. Leaning in she gently

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face in her

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way for a moment before settling in his hair, fingers threading through the dark

drowsity, he said in a sth

his. A shudder ran through her at

was the closest to intimacy they had been since

separate them, his hooded gaze lifted to her face. "Kiss

take the lead. Tasting him tentatively at first, she explored the contours

baging made her took over and she kissed him with a desperate fire that

herself as

ka dard and berading beavily. Her mind, blank. It took her