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

Chapter 352

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Emeriel dipped her fingers into the clay bowl again, coating them with the warmed oil, and began smoothing them over his shoulders once more.

“At least that answers the question of why he was not broken like the rest of us. I always cut him some slack because he lost his beloved brother. I never would have thought him involved.” Daemonikai shook his head. “I watched those two grow. They were brothers every step of the way–loved and cared for each other. I cannot believe Zaiper killed Kristoff.”

“As if that were not enough, he wove dark magic into my mind. Had the Oracle not dragged the truth into light… how much longer would he have gone on without being caught?”

Emeriel had her own regrets.

She had suspected him. In the past, Emeriel had repeatedly pondered how humans had executed such complex plans without aid. The plan had been too successful. But then her personal problems had gotten in the way and overtaken her focus.

I should have told you. Even without evidence or knowing the magnitude of the accusation, I should have told you anyway. Would it have made a difference?

“I want answers,” Daemonikai stated in a hard voice. “No matter what I do to him, the answers must come first. I deserve them. Our people deserve them.”

The massage wasn’t working; he was too rigid. Body tight as iron gates.

His chair abruptly turned sideways. “Come here,” he said, hands reaching for her, guiding her to stand between his spread legs.

Unexpectedly, he began to work the small buttons of her nightdress. One by one they came undone, and he eased the loose clothing down her shoulders until it slipped to the floor, leaving her naked before him.

Her skin warmed,

take his eyes off her swollen belly as if staring

he reached out, resting his palm upon the curve of their

I’m trying so hard to keep it together,” he said roughly. “Our young one.

Emeriel shivered.

the urge to succumb is… strong.” He exhaled deeply. “But then I see your face in my

that bastard and make him. pay? How do

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this world of him, and to do so, I must find the strength to hold myself

cupped his face with both hands, lifting it to look at her. “What can I do?” she whispered. “Please, tell

briefly at her touch, then opened them again, searching hers. “I feel… really numb inside. Our

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No way.” He kissed the palms of her hands, lingering there. “I can wait as long as it takes–months, centuries, millennia.

world stood still.

to be sure she had heard him right. Needing to see

have for a long time,” he said softly, pressing kiss after kiss along her arm. “I know I’m not very good with words, Emeriel. I only wish to show you what you mean to me.”

Daemon.” She sniffled, her