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.

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

roared.

stomped in through the broken doorway, snarling as it shifted. Bones cracked, muscle

already knew.

to break into the event hall–even

of that withered hag!” Zaiper barked stalking forward, fury blazing in his eyes.

the meaning of this?” Vladya

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Chapter 349

him. There was fear in Vladya’s

not outrage. Fear.

bone–deep fear he was sure was reflected in

were coming together. And they made

the Dragaslov name!” Zaiper thundered, drawing his blade, taking a step toward the Oracle in

pushing the shaking female behind him

clans rose slowly to his feet, his brow wrinkled together. “But… she has not mentioned any names

once.

head, his face pale. “What exactly is

followed

chilly in here, or is it my insides making ice? Daemonikai’s feet remained

back slowly, lifting his

that’s my mistake.” His smile was strained. “But

shuddering and coughing aggressively.

heartbeat, he was beside Vladya, his hand closing around the Oracle’s frail shoulders. Together,

so from her. But only one

and so many

her shoulders, Daemonikai held her upright as her weight sagged into his hands. He brought his face close to

His furious voice shook as