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?”

eye. “Only that he is delayed. You will hear from him soon. Don’t let this worry you. He is fine.”

really worried this feral episode still persists. Daemon is—” Lord Ottai stopped short, seeing her. Alarm

the words she had just heard.

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to Lord

sharp enough to kill.

flushed like a youngling caught pilfering coin from

“was the feral male Daemonikai paid a visit is still… well, he is taking longer to come out of his episode

“The Grand King went to Crystal Waters to oversee the

he stopped by to check on–uh–a male who was

was

fill. “What I meant was, he, um–Vladya,” he hissed out of the corner

feet, heart

teeth, rising. He shot Lord Ottai another lethal glare. “You know how he is–some days he

agreed. “I did not get enough sleep

too light on her neck. “Something is wrong. I

a hand to her chest to ease the wild thudding of her heart, but it wasn’t working. “Our bond may be dormant, but I know! Tell

was already shaking his head, hands lifted to ward off her words. “Nothing.

are hiding something!” she cried, turning, she backed away, still rubbing her

as

before she could

Lord Vladya’s voice was behind her and alarmed. “Can

you

hear me!?”

shifting. She was vaguely aware of

to speak from

to know she would be here?!” Lord Ottai’s voice was strained and

from the opposite side. Emeriel sagged into them, grateful for the support. Her ears still

smack sounded, and Ottai

take her,” Lord Vladya

firmly against Lord Vladya’s chest, head lolling back, catching glimpses of the ceiling before she was lowered onto the cushions. The world steadied a

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third ruler’s face hovered over hers. “Hey. Look at me.”

The loud, rasping breaths in the room… were