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

“Huh?”

High Lord Herodis was still smiling. How could he not? He had not heard that name in so long, he was not even certain he’d heard it correctly now.

“Process it,” the Grand King said mildly, folding his arms across his chest. “I will wait.”

“Process what? I do not understa-”

And then it struck him. He called me Gustazlion. Dragaxlov.

Herodis went pale. “I’m afraid I have no idea what you’re speaking of Your Grace.”

“Oh, you do.” King Daemonikai’s voice was quiet, but implacable. “The Oracle told me of a youngling who buried his heritage beneath another name. Who wore a new life simply to survive.”

Herod’s back went ramrod straight. “I do not go by that name. In fact, I have not been addressed by it in over two millennia. It does not exist to me.”

“Perhaps it’s time it starts meaning something to you again.” The Grand King walked to the nearest couch, lowering himself onto it. Crossing his legs, he added, “The Northern Throne needs its ruler.”

“With all due respect, my Grace, I must decline,” Herod said flatly.

no anger in him as he said it. No pain, no

when he had stopped caring

end,

Daemonikai said, nodding slowly. “You buried that part of your life so deep you never

cross my mind,” Herod answered truthfully. “Were it not for the Oracle, it would have remained a faded past: One that feels as if it never belonged to me

a worthy one. I strove for millennia to ensure it stood on its own merit and all that effort was not wasted. After my mother died, after the long years and harder work, I finally found the courage to return

of Harvest. I rose, rank by rank, until I single–handedly became High Lord of Agriculture. I did this without

for my visit. If, in the end, you refuse, I will understand. We will follow the sacred traditions and select another bloodline worthy of the Northern Throne.” With that, the Grand King rose. “I have other engagements

bow. “Thank you for your visit.”

reached the door when he paused, glancing back over his

wished to ask,” he said. “Why did your mother leave the Citadel? Why would a good

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my mother did not steal the family wealth. Those were lies, begun and spread by our own clan,” Herod stated in a cool voice. “She was pregnant with me when she fled in the middle of the night because her life was in danger. She was poisoned

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“Only realizing it only after the first swallow, she was quick in finding an antidote. But after that narrow escape, she made the choice and ran to

for that to happen. At first, it only went dormant, but through grief–and the way she fled, making certain never to be found–it eventually broke.” Sadness was clear in his voice. “I suppose my father must have been heartbroken. Felt betrayed. That’s likely why he never came for her, not even after he returned from the