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

Chapter 345

Chapter 345

Lord Vladya and Lord Ottai exchanged glances, a silent message passing between them.

“I would rather show you,” Vladya said at last, his face stoic.

He led her from his study. They crossed through the royal residence and continued onward. Deeper and deeper into the heart of Blackstone, past the familiar halls, and into the deserted corridors few dared enter.

Emeriel was beyond confused. Her dread grew. Why are we here? What does this have to do with my beloved?

They reached a massive iron door, stretching from floor to ceiling. Vladya withdrew a heavy key from his pocket, fitting it into the enormous lock. The tumblers clanked into place with a grinding groan and the door creaked open, revealing a dimly lit hall lined with thick, iron–reinforced doors.

They walked to the very end where Lord Vladya stopped. “We are here.”

She glanced around. None of this made sense. “Here? What is-”

Then she heard it.

A growl of agony. Weak, yet deeply familiar. Horrifyingly familiar.

“No, this can’t be…” She took a step back.

Vladya slid open a small, barred viewing window in the door before them. “Look.”

Blood drained from her face. She did not move.

More sounds of her Daemon’s pain reached her, killing her a little more inside. Emeriel whimpered. It was as if someone had reached into her chest, grasped her heart, and ripped it right out.

“No. No…” She shook her head. “I–I don’t understand. Why is he–how is this happening?!”

“Usually, the episodes break after a day,” Lord Vladya said.

Her eyes watered. “He has been like this for three days?”

Lord Ottai nodded solemnly.

“But… But he… he satisfies his instincts.” She blinked furiously.

“Bloodlust, not Sexlust,” Lord Vladya answered evenly. “Daemonikai does not sleep with Sinai, or any other female.”

“No, you don’t understand,” Emeriel insisted, frantic. “We had an arrangement. We agreed he would be…” She swallowed hard. “He would be… with her.”

“You didn’t wish for him to risk an episode or worse, lose himself to madness, so you agreed he should satisfy both needs with his bloodhost. Is that correct?” Lord Vladya said.

see, he’s not supposed to be here. I don’t understand.” She stepped back

tried, but he could not bring himself to it, Emeriel. Your

second, she thought she was having

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did it say about her that instead of feeling horror for what he had endured, hiding such suffering from her for over four

kind of terrible person was she that hope, happiness, relief–was dancing

as she slumped against the wall. “I’m

usual levity gone. He looked every bit the Grand Lord he was. “Look at me. Never–do you hear me? Never blame this

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night… I have wanted him. I want him so much… and yet I cannot-” She could barely bring herself to say it. It hurt more than she thought it

“Vladya and I were there that night, remember? We lived through every moment of what happened, and sometimes, I still hear your screams. “His thumb brushed a tear from her cheek. “If I, who have lived through so many horrors in my long life,

gaze,

you.” He waited until her eyes found his again before he went on. “You’re one of the strongest beings I have ever met. Stronger than many of our females combined. You have done what others have crumbled attempting to do, walked paths others died to walk.” His hands squeezed her shoulders. “You, Emeriel Galilea Evenstone, have made impossibilities possible. How could you look upon yourself and see anything

hated how much she needed to hear those words, hated that she clung to them… yet she couldn’t

do not. And neither does

the wall, arms crossed. He gave

“And Daemonikai?” He gave a faint huff. “Everyone sees the way he looks at you like you are the

inside her unwound.

refer to me as a star,” she admitted, her

fourth ruler chuckled. “I’m

and she swiped at the lingering

small hole. Just hearing Daemonikai’s pain was enough of a

him? It breaks my heart, seeing him

spoke. “When do you plan to

“Who are you talking

stepped forward from behind the stone archway,

Emeriel’s jaw dropped.

around?” Vladya growled, tone

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endured, hiding such suffering

she that hope, happiness, relief–was dancing

against the wall. “I’m a horrible

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