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

Chapter 312

"We did it." Amie panted, releasing her grip and wiping sweat from her brow.

Livia exhaled, steadying herself. Rising, she patted Amie's shoulder. "You did well."

The girl beamed at the praise.

Crossing the room to where Aekeira lay crumpled on the floor, they looked at her.

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The cries coming from her was small and pitiful, body shaking uncontrollably. Near her, a dark stain marred the floor where she had retched. The girl had gone into a heatstroke.

"Oh... poor Princess Aekeira," Amie said with sorrow. "I wish we could help her too."

"We cannot." The regret in Livia's voice was heavy. "She is in full heat, her body is rejecting touch."

She crouched beside the trembling princess, voice gentle. "Little one, can you hear me?"

Aekeira barely stirred.

Livia reached out, brushing the lightest touch against her leg.

The reaction was immediate-

Aekeira flinched violently, letting out a sharp whine of pain as she recoiled from the contact.

Livia shook her head. "We can do nothing for her."

The door swung open and Lord Ottai stepped in, looking tensed.

"How are things in here?" His gaze fell to Emeriel's motionless form on the floor. "I stopped hearing her voice. Is she alright?"

Livia nodded. "For now, she is stable. Lost consciousness after a strong release. And out there?"

"Not pretty." Lord Ottai rubbed a hand over his face. "Everyone except the bonded males has been affected by their scent- including my own head guard, who was supposed to help me hold the others back. Now, I rely on my bonded soldiers immuned, but they are few.

"Do you think Lord Vladya and the King are near? Aekeira has gone

into heatstroke. Emeriel's mini-

heat is far worse than her previous ones. I am concerned."

Ottai's jaw tautened, saying nothing.

At last, he released a quiet, weary

sigh. "What I do know is, wherever they are... they must be doing everything within their power to get here. That's

what I count on."

through the haze of Emeriel's mind as

Daemon?

she realized it was Lord Ottai and Madam Livia

herself for the pain, she slowly pushed upright. But thankfully the agony had receded to a dull,

rang out as Emeriel blinked hard, clearing her

was suddenly before

her temperature. “How do

struggled to her feet, swaying as the room

Livia was there to steady

Emeriel asked. "I need to know she's

at her with regret. "She is not doing well. Just got out of

belly as she tried to straighten to her full height.

her teeth, as she moved

floor, wracked with silent sobs. Slick with sweat, her taut nipples red and raw from her

crawled the rest of the

is rejecting all contact, Emeriel, be

her sister's arm. "Keira, honey... I'm here. I'm

her head, leaning into Emeriel like

starved kitten.

voice was the

Aekeira into the crook of her arm. "Yes,

her legs, Emeriel making space for Aekeira's trembling body to rest comfortably as she cradled

arm, her sister cried. "I

this, Em." Wincing in between heavy breaths. "I hurt

out. And the more I touch it... the worse

against the lump in her throat. "That's the way it is, my dearest sister, But you will

the corner of her eye, Emeriel saw Lord Ottai, Madam Livia, and

watching them with worry.

should probably be concerned about modesty, being naked in a room with a male, yet Emeriel could

will get through

her head. "I don't know how much longer... I

life. You always told me nothing good comes easily, right? See this agony as a new, shining

body went stiff, panic creeping into her voice. "Em... oh

Another wave was coming.

she whispered firmly, not just to convince her

from Aekeira as another contraction ripped her a new

"Oh, gods-

fingers into her own hair and pulling

her hands to stop

herself,

tight while crying helplessly.

her sister

arms, yet there

to ease her suffering. To end this