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.

her shame and despair. “So you see, he’s not supposed to be here. I don’t understand.” She stepped back again, the walls were

eyes. “He tried, but he could not bring himself to it, Emeriel. Your male has not lain with a female

For a split second, she thought she was

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what he had endured, hiding such suffering from her

kind of terrible person was she that hope, happiness,

the wall.

Lord Ottai moved in front of her, all of his usual levity gone. He looked every bit

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choked. “Something is wrong with me. I’m broken, somewhere inside like a ragged doll. Since that 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 would. “I… I can’t bear

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, cannot

lowered her gaze, sniffling quietly.

nothing wrong with 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

trembled. She hated how much she needed to hear those words, hated that she clung to them… yet she couldn’t help herself.

not. And neither

glanced at the Grand Lord, who stood leaning against the wall,

he looks at you like you are the most precious thing Ukrae

her unwound.

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

chuckled. “I’m sure

and she swiped

Just hearing Daemonikai’s pain was enough of a splinter to her heart; seeing it might shatter her

for him? It breaks my

spoke. “When do you plan to come

“Who are you talking

the stone archway, looking sheepish. Mistress

Emeriel’s jaw dropped.

are you doing here, snooping around?” Vladya growled, tone

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

kind of terrible person was she that hope, happiness, relief–was dancing in her chest?

slumped against the wall. “I’m a horrible mate. This is all

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