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

Chapter 341

Chapter 341

Four months later.

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

Screams echoed all around him. The dungeon reeked of old blood and scorched flesh.

“I shall ask again,” Vladya snarled, dipping a branding iron into the bed of hot coals until it gleamed red with heat. “What can you tell me about the dark mage who dared to tamper with the mind of Urekai’s ultimate ruler?”

The iron hissed as he raised it, reflecting a glow in the wide, terror–stricken eyes of the male shackled before him.

The prisoner shook his head hard. “I don’t know! I swear it! I don’t know anything!”

“Wrong answer. Vladya pressed the iron to the mage’s bare chest.

The sizzle of burning flesh came as the prisoner’s screams pierced the air.

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Grand King Daemonikai turned away, striding for the dungeon’s arched entrance, leaving Vladya to his work. They’d swept through the city and rounded up every mage in Urai, and it was the same useless answer for over a month now,

Fifty mages they had taken, but only three had been dark mages. All held in dungeons where no light touched and no sound escaped, tortured day and night. Yet, none gave him the answers he needed.

His eyes drifted to one of the cells as he passed. A mage strung upside down, a ruin of welts and open wounds on his body. Blood dripped from his back as the whip cracked against him again. The mage’s roars would last no more than another few hours before his body gave out. Iron collars at his neck, wrists, and ankles rendered his magic useless, as it had for all of them.

Usually, Daemonikai was a ruler of patience. He had no taste for punishing the many in pursuit of the one, but that was before.

He was desperate, furious at the world and himself. He was a male on the verge of yet another madness, and he was running out of time.

The guards pushed the heavy iron gates, and he stepped out, the gates clanging shut behind him. “Keep me informed of any new developments.”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Yaz bowed low.

it to Zaiper. The Oracle was still

passage of time and his increasingly darkening heart.

boiled. Rage, his new companion walked alongside

stood as Daemonikai entered the arena.

praise. His people waved banners, flowers scattering through the breeze as

regalia, every color and crest shining in the

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gestured briefly toward himself. “And his Third-” His gaze found

roar of the crowd was car–splitting. Shouts

for a moment before he

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so here it is,” he said smoothly. “Drink, dance, and celebrate, knowing your rulers stand fully restored, minds unclouded. Our focus solely upon

second nature. For a

deceiving his people. At deceiving his woman.

is long past, our crops grow strong, and the rains come of their own

shook the grounds. Females crowned with garlands threw petals, showering the arena in a storm of color and sweet

scents.

lowered his goblet. “The Third Ruler and I would like to welcome our females, the very reason

opened, and both princesses entered

dais. At five months pregnant, both glowed with that peculiar light often seen in expectant females. From afar, they might have passed for twins. Dressed in identical gowns, differing only in color,

the dais, Emeriel walked straight into

head. It would be so easy to reach

half a second, then forced himself to ease his grip. She smiled up at him, but

sadness she thought she

feel?” he asked gently. “Does your chest still hurt?”

healer made certain I took the

hand, guiding her to the seat beside him, Vladya doing