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."

but they do not act-for to do so

the cave. It clattered against the rough walls before rolling into silence, but his anger

that godsforsaken

Shameful enough without voicing it aloud. Just the memories of the incredible pain alone made him more enraged. The

mage's response was still

glared daggers

her threat-she truly cannot interfere." The mage went on, unfazed. "A mere mention sends their ribs shattering and bones breaking

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

hide

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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

his fists,

village," the dark mage continued in that annoying monotone. "What I

“Very few is putting it mildly. I care

you, the one

stared. Too

his entire problem vanished, overshadowed

glance at his head guard, who, for once, looked just as bewildered. "Your

"Mm."

is the one with feelings for me. But 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

awkward, or was

Razarr?" Zaiper huffed, pointing a finger

do not have such

not have such feelings." Razarr

Zaiper squinted at him.

The dark mage inclined his head ever

"I am clarifying because I do

away. Then, tilted his head. "So, would you

went still. "What