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

Chapter 325

GRAND LORD ZAIPER

"You return too soon, Second Ruler of the great Urai. The dark mage emerged from the shadows. "It usually takes centuries. To what do I owe this visit?"

Grand Lord Zaiper stood tall and tensed in the dark cave. Beside him, Razarr remained silent.

"I need you to kill our Oracle, Zaiper said flatly.

The mage tilted his head. "The Oracle of Urai?"

Irritation flashed across his face. "Which other Oracle would 1-Yes, the Oracle of Urai Begging the gods for patience, he added. "I know it will be difficult, but I'm

prepared for whatever price."

"Difficult, no. Impossible, yes."

"Nothing is impossible, Zaiper snarled.

"Ah, how living beings love to believe that. But there are things that cannot be done. Killing one of the most powerful beings to have ever existed is one of them."

Restless, Zaiper started pacing. "Everything has a price."

"Calm yourself, Grand Lord Zaiper. I have never seen you so.... troubled before."

He halted abruptly, turning on the mage. "She knows. The Oracle."

"Oh. The mage's tone remained calm. "So she wakes, then."

"Yes, she has. Over a month ago, and since then, I have not had a single night of peace. Not even a breath of ease. His fingers dug into his temples, trying to press away the ever-growing headache. "No rest. No calm."

sounded unbothered. "Oracles do not interfere. They see, but they do not act-for to do so would alter

rolling into silence, but his anger did not abate. "She looked me dead in the eyes and told me she

was after she used that godsforsaken

swallowed back the words. Shameful enough without voicing it aloud. Just the memories of the incredible

was still devoid

glared daggers

unfazed. "A mere mention sends their ribs shattering and bones breaking within them. Your secrets are too

her.” Zaiper raged. "In fact, I suspect the only reason she has not done so already is because she is occupied. Tending to the duties she left unattended for seven hundred years. Even now, she is not in Urai but in Werewolf lands.

his loud breathing, to better hide his fear. He was unsure if he was

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the mage stepped forward, his long fingers trailing idly across the worn stone of the cavern walls. "To perform a ritual dangerous enough-powerful enough to kill an Oracle... one does not merely need the blood of loved ones. One would have to raze an entire village to the ground.

his

an entire village," the dark mage continued in that annoying monotone. "What I do doubt is your willingness to sacrifice those you care for. Considering how very few

putting it mildly.

stands beside you, the one male

stared. Too

he roared with laughter. For a whole moment, his entire problem vanished,

you implying that I love Razarr?" He turned to glance at his head guard, who, for once, looked just as bewildered.

"Mm."

to me, he is merely a servant. A means to an end. A hole to fuck whenever I see fit." His lips curled into a smirk. "He may be more of a friend than most, but I do

the silence awkward, or was it

Zaiper huffed, pointing

I do not

have such feelings." Razarr parrotted in a perfectly

Zaiper squinted at him.

course. Forgive me, Your Majesty." The dark

Zaiper added. "I am clarifying because I do not like the

mage hummed again, as though filing the information away. Then, tilted his head. "So, would you sacrifice him for

went still. "What the