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

Chapter 363

Chapter 363

PRINCESS EMERIEL

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Emeriel wouldn’t go so far as to say she was avoiding her beloved. But if one were to put it that way… well, there was little she could do to deny it.

She was beyond mortified. Embarrassed didn’t begin to cover it. Chagrined… that, and so much more.

The things she had said. The things she had done in the early morning hours.

As soon as she’d woken that afternoon, the memories had been merciless, striking her and bludgeoning her. She had wanted nothing more than for the ground to open and swallow her whole.

But, of course, the ground had done no such thing, because her luck was dreadful.

So she had done the next best thing. She had quickly freshened up and all but fled to the plantations, spending the remainder of the day there. She kept herself busy inspecting crops, checking for pests, issuing instructions to the workers. But her mind…

Her mind was on her highly unladylike behavior. On the whorish things she had said. Words that belonged in the shadowed corners of a brothel, not from a princess’s lips.

When it came time to rest, she sat beneath the shaded expanse of an old tree, one hand resting over her belly as she watched the workers in the distance.

“My princess,” one of the young girls approached, offering a respectful bow. “Will you be meeting the court scribe today?”

She was supposed to. She helped her grand king with paperwork, easing his burdens in whatever small way she could, but today… Emeriel shook her head and the girl left. Not today.

She would not be collecting parchments. Not if it risked running into him.

“Sometimes in the dark of night when he is away, I part my thighs, and I touch myself. I pretend it’s him.”

She winced, squeezing her eyes shut. Oh, by the stars…

But in the midst of her mortification came a memory that warmed her heart despite everything. The way he held her, spoke to her, looked at her.

bonding ritual. I would rather have you

bondmate, go

tender, and she blinked hard against the tears stinging

could escape. Now, the bond was gone, yet they were desperate to reclaim it, willing to undergo

the gods must be laughing. They must be having such fun

whispered, staring out across

not take pity

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eyes fall closed. Just for a

sleep under the quiet rustle of leaves and the distant hum

workers.

back aching. Ugh. She could use sleep again.

of her back and looked down at her belly. “See

open the doors of her

stood in formation, bowing low. A tub had been drawn and stood steaming in one corner, fragrance in the air. Fresh garments were neatly arranged across her bed, pins and combs laid out in

stepped forward with a polite smile. “His Majesty has ordered us to see to you, prepare you, and bring

did a

the reason? Did he

lit up at

began to undress her and prepare her. She was guided into the scented bathwater, where they bathed her with efficiency. Emerging from the water, she was dried with soft cloths and

my lady,” one of

indicated, and they

led her

surprise, Princess,” one of the girls

Citadel–one Emeriel had never been to before. This wing was reserved for the royal rulers alone. The stonework here was older,

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