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."

of Emeriel's

Daemon?

as she listened more closely, she realized it was Lord Ottai and Madam Livia

upright. But thankfully the

rang out as Emeriel blinked hard, clearing

Livia was suddenly before her, cupping

check her temperature. “How do

Emeriel struggled to her

was there

Emeriel asked. "I need to

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

belly

stooped over, gritting her teeth, as she

with silent sobs. Slick with sweat, her taut nipples

her knees, Emeriel crawled the rest of the

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

Emeriel brushed her fingers over her

moan, Aekeira turned her head, leaning into

starved kitten.

was the

Emeriel's cheeks as she pulled Aekeira into the crook of her arm.

making space for Aekeira's trembling

tightly to Emeriel's arm, her sister

in between heavy

will not go out. And the more I touch it... the worse it

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

corner of her eye, Emeriel saw Lord Ottai, Madam

watching them with worry.

room with a male, yet Emeriel could not care less. Bending, she pressed a gentle kiss

will get through

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

positives, Keira," Emeriel soothed, her own tears falling onto her sister's hair. "Now, you can bond with the love of your life.

stiff, panic creeping into her voice. "Em... oh my gods,

Another wave was coming.

"They will be here soon," she whispered firmly, not just to convince her sister but herself too.

anguish tore from Aekeira as another contraction ripped her a new

"Oh, gods-

she screamed so loud, tangling her fingers into her

her hands

hurting herself, holding

tight while crying helplessly.

her sister

her arms, yet there

to ease her suffering. To end this