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

Chapter 348

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His eyes found her, as they always did. And as ever, something in him related art infiene

Princess Emeriel sat among the highbor ladies and mistresses of Urai Beside her was her sider. The car women leaner together, heads touching as they slept with a bowl of nuts rested precarioudly on their laps.

“Look at them.” Daemonikai nudged Vladya with his elbow.

Vladya was already watching them, stopping beside Daemonikai instead of moving around to take his seat,

“It is the best feeling, seeing your female carrying your child. There is nothing like it. Vladys said quietly

“I know.” Daemonikai could sit and watch Emeriel all day, and never tire of it. “It doesn’t help that they look as sweet as spring bloom with their moods swinging from laughter to tears in the blink of an eye.”

Vladya huffed out a laugh. “Ackeira burst into tears yesterday because her broth was too hot. I was helpless what to do. It comes without warning.”

They were aware of the hall watching them–waiting for their rulers to sit before the rest of the gathering took their places. Following the line of their gaze, many in the crowd glanced toward the princesses.

glances and rolled their eyes, but most smiled. The sight of the two women still

from Emeriel. He gestured subtly to the crowd before lowering himself onto his throne.

Ottai already seated to his right. In between them, Zaiper’s throne stood conspicuously

remained unoccupied; the seat reserved for his

Sinai brought her fate upon herself, but he still felt bad about his actions.

Mistress was

ceremony moved forward, the solemn cadence of the sacred rites beginning. The

water set upon the

give blood to the waning, so the waxing may thrive. Let no shadow devour the whole. Let no darkness steal its

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Chapter 348

the light untie

drops of the blood felling into the way bet

still a tomb, the curved curs demanding at sheme to disease is a frearts red

disturbance began beyond

scuffle, like the shift of redzes feet for i grew

Raised commands. The sharp rings of steel.

assembled clans glanced at each other with confation. But none broke the sacred silence.

signaled several soldiers. They left

outside

with a crash, and standing there, behind the great doors, was the last person Daemonikai expected to

straightened, breaking the silence.