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."

drifted through the haze of Emeriel's mind

Daemon?

more closely, she realized it was Lord

for the pain, she slowly pushed upright. But thankfully the agony had receded

voice rang out as Emeriel blinked

was suddenly before

her temperature.

her a parched throat, Emeriel struggled to

there to steady

"I need to know she's

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

of pain shot through Emeriel's lower belly as she tried to straighten to

stooped over, gritting her teeth, as she moved

floor, wracked with silent sobs. Slick with sweat, her taut nipples red and raw from her own desperate attempts to find relief.

crawled the rest

is rejecting all contact, Emeriel, be careful." Madam

heed, Emeriel brushed her fingers over her sister's arm. "Keira, honey...

moan, Aekeira turned her head, leaning into Emeriel like a

starved kitten.

was

cheeks as she pulled Aekeira into the crook of

space for Aekeira's trembling body to rest comfortably as she

tightly to Emeriel's arm, her sister cried. "I don't

survived this, Em." Wincing in between heavy breaths.

go out. And the more I touch

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

of the corner of her eye, Emeriel

watching them with worry.

in a room with a male, yet Emeriel

"You will

shook her head. "I don't know how much longer... I can bear this. I don't

positives, Keira," Emeriel soothed, her own tears falling onto her sister's hair. "Now, you can bond with the love of your life. You always told me nothing good comes

panic creeping into her

Another wave was coming.

Emeriel's eyes. "They will be here soon," she whispered firmly, not just to

anguish tore from Aekeira as another contraction ripped her a

"Oh, gods-

her fingers into her own hair

hands to stop

hurting herself,

tight while crying helplessly.

sister

her arms, yet there was

ease her suffering. To end this