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.

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

this!?” Daemonikai roared. “Stop this at

the broken doorway, snarling as it shifted. Bones cracked, muscle shrank, and a male stood

Daemonikai already

the force of the commotion and the audacity to break into the event hall–even

Zaiper barked stalking forward, fury

the meaning of this?”

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Chapter 349

There was fear in Vladya’s eyes.

confusion, not outrage.

bone–deep fear he was sure was reflected in his own eyes.

Oracle’s words were coming together.

dares to slander the Dragaslov name!” Zaiper thundered, drawing his blade, taking a step toward the Oracle in open threat. “I will not stand for

of speed, Vladya was between them, pushing the shaking female behind him with one

Dragaxlov name?” High Chief Yazaro of the northern clans rose slowly to his feet, his brow wrinkled together. “But… she has not mentioned

stopped short. Blinked once. “She has not?”

his head, his face pale. “What exactly is going on

that followed was suffocating. Cold.

or is it my insides making ice? Daemonikai’s feet remained pinned

back slowly, lifting his hands to placate. “It seems I may have

His smile was strained. “But in any case, I will be taking the Oracle away now. If

over, shuddering and

hand closing around the Oracle’s frail shoulders. Together, they guided her back to the dais, supporting

to say, so from her.

and so many truths he needed to

as her weight sagged into his hands. He brought his face close to hers, locking eyes with that

to hear you say it.” His furious voice shook as much as his hands. “Give