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

Chapter 349

Blood burst from her lips, and a strangled cry tore from her throat. She doubled over, one hand clutching at her side, blood staining the front of her robes.

Daemonikai’s pulse thundered in his ears.

Slowly, he rose from his throne, and so did Ottai–but no one interrupted. Dead silence rang in the hall.

The Oracle straightened, shaking. Her pale eyes found Daemonikai’s.

“It was never young Alvin, but dark magic planted in his mind,” she said hoarsely. “Our people fell beneath the blades of humans, yes–but it was one of ours who brought them here.” Another sharp cry as she clutched at her chest, staggering. “One of ours stole the Chalice… so our people would be weak… defenseless,” she gasped.

Daemonikai could not breathe. Or perhaps he was breathing too fast. He was not certain.

His lungs burned as though deprived of air, but in his ears was the harsh rasp of his own breathing

This is not real. This cannot be real.

They rang through his mind like a chant As he met Vladya’s eyes. Then Ottai’s. Then the stunned, pale faces of his people.

And then… the bleeding Oracle before them all.

The bleeding Oracle, who would not bleed if she spoke false. The bleeding Oracle, who never interfered, never crossed the boundary of her sacred oath. And yet, here she stood, willing to risk everything–her vows, her life–just to deliver a truth that did not seem real. But it was.

Outside, the commotion raged on. The sounds of combat carried faintly into the great hall. The clash of steel, the snarls of beasts, the shouts of men. The battle was not dying down, growing worse.

“I cannot go into details,” the Oracle panted, gripping her staff with a shaking hand, the wood slick with the blood that trailed from her fingertips. “Already… my life drains away, so I will use what little remains to give you the names of the ones responsible. The mastermind who betrayed his own kind.”

A loud bang! split the air, jolting everyone’s attention to the grand entrance.

The thick doors shuddered. The iron drawbars groaned as they shifted under the impact.

Another bang! followed, louder this time. The doors trembled again.

third was a brutal, deafening crash! and it splintered the heavy wood, the planks of the barricade snapping and scattering across the floor.

roared.

snarling as it shifted. Bones cracked, muscle shrank,

already

the event hall–even when ordered not to, somehow, he’d known

withered hag!” Zaiper barked stalking forward, fury blazing in

the meaning

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glanced at him. There was fear in Vladya’s

not

fear he was sure was reflected in his own

words were coming together. And they made sense.

a

Vladya was between them, pushing

Dragaxlov name?” High Chief Yazaro of the northern clans rose slowly to his feet, his brow wrinkled together. “But… she

stopped short. Blinked once. “She has

face pale. “What

followed was suffocating. Cold.

really chilly in here, or is it my insides making ice? Daemonikai’s feet remained pinned on the spot.

back slowly, lifting

not certain what is happening here, and that’s my mistake.” His smile was strained. “But in any case,

Oracle doubled over, shuddering and coughing

forced his frozen limbs to move. In the space of a heartbeat, he was beside Vladya, his hand closing

things he wanted to say, so from her. But only one

to ask, and so many truths he needed to

shoulders, Daemonikai held her upright as her weight sagged into his hands. He brought his face close to hers, locking eyes with that ancient gold, ringed in black,

voice shook as much as his hands. “Give me their