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

Chapter 344

Chapter 344

PRINCESS EMERIEL

Emeriel woke with a load in her chest that had nothing to do with the heaviness of her pregnancy. She stretched to relieve the aching pull in her lower back, sighing. At five months, her body was beginning to feel the strain in earnest. Yet it was not her body that troubled her this morning.

She had a bad feeling.

The morning passed, the servants arriving to help her bathe and dress, but the feeling did not fade. She told herself it was nothing. It was not uncommon for Daemonikai to be delayed. His duties often took him longer than was expected.

But the feeling would not leave her.

She tried to distract herself. Reading in the library, tending the garden, wandering through the plantations. Even time spent with Ackeira brought little relief. Eventually, she gave up entirely and made her way to Blackstone to confront Grand Lord Vladya.

She hesitated briefly before knocking on the door to his study.

“Come in,” came the deep, familiar voice.

Emeriel entered, finding the grand lord behind his desk, eyes narrowed over the scroll in his hand. The furrow in his brow eased slightly when he saw her.

“Emeriel.” He set the parchment aside, rising smoothly to his feet. “Please, come in.”

He crossed to her, steadying her as she lowered herself into one of the cushions.

She flushed faintly. “Thank you, my lord.”

“Is everything well?”

“Yes, yes, all is fine. It’s just…” She cleared her throat, smoothing her hand over the fabric stretched taut across her belly. “I have not heard from Daemon in days. I am… worried.”

“You need not be,” he said after a pause. “You know how his duties are. It wouldn’t be the first time they’ve kept him away from the Citadel for long, there’s nothing to be concerned about.”

“I know, I keep telling myself that.” She fidgeted. “It’s just… he told me this would be a short journey. A day, perhaps two. And when there are delays, he usually sends word. Not always, but often enough.” Her voice lowered. “I have a bad feeling.” She looked up at him. “I’m sure he is fine. I just… I need to hear from him.”

Lord Vladya’s eyes dropped, shoulders drawing subtly taut.

It was the tiniest reaction, but Emeriel had long learned that with him, even the smallest movements spoke volumes.

She sat up a little straighter. “You know something, don’t you?”

he is delayed. You will

feral episode still persists. Daemon is—” Lord Ottai

just heard. “Feral episode?” Her brow furrowing in confusion. “What feral episode?”

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Ruler went pale, his eyes darting to Lord Vladya in

was sharp enough to kill.

youngling caught pilfering coin from his mother’s purse.

meant,” he fumbled, “was the feral male Daemonikai paid a visit is still… well, he is taking longer to come out of his episode than expected, which is why the Grand King has been

King went to Crystal Waters to oversee the new lands

of course.” Lord Ottai nodded too fast. “What I meant was… on his way back, he stopped by to check on–uh–a male who was feral. And… and… that’s why he

silence was awkward.

fourth ruler felt obligated to fill. “What I meant was, he, um–Vladya,” he hissed out of the

to her feet, heart starting

Ottai another lethal glare. “You know how he is–some days he behaves as

did

too light on her neck.

at bay. Pressed a hand to her chest to ease the wild thudding of her heart, but it wasn’t working. “Our bond may be dormant, but

hands lifted to ward off her words. “Nothing. Nothing at all is-”

cried, turning, she backed away, still rubbing

swam as her legs

her before she could fall.

Vladya’s voice was behind her

you

hear me!?”

movement, weight shifting. She was vaguely aware of him holding her

speak from the door? You

know she would be here?!” Lord

them, grateful for the support. Her ears still

sharp smack sounded, and Ottai yelped.

her. I will take

lolling back, catching glimpses of the ceiling before she was

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face hovered over hers. “Hey.

heavy eyes to his. The loud, rasping breaths in the room… were those hers?