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

That did it. Vladya relaxed, rolling his eyes. “I’m trying to be mature, and you’re ruining it.”

“There’s nothing to apologize for,” Daemonikai said simply. “Truth is, that night I wanted to deck you. And I probably would have, if I’d woken up this morning the same male I was when I walked into Frostfall two nights ago, but I’m not. What you said… it was the push I needed. And I’m grateful for that.”

Vladya’s eyes lit. “So, the bond is really back? You can feel it?”

“I can.” Daemonikai smiled, placing a hand to his chest. “Right here.”

“You left it open? You’re not shielding?” Vladya chuckle

“That’s not very responsible of you, Grand King Daemonikai.”

Hearing his own past reprimands thrown back at him wasn’t the most enjoyable experience–but Daemonikai owned it with a grunt. “Give me a damn break. I haven’t felt this bond in ages.”

Tradition dictated a Urekai never left their bond open outside of private quarters–whether with a partner or bloodhost. In public, shielding was required. Leaving it open meant exposure, feeling your bonded’s emotions in real–time could easily distract from court matters and other daily obligations.

“You’ll have to shield once we step into court,” Vladya reminded.

“I know. It’s only still open because Emeriel’s sleeping.”

“I understand,” Vladya waved off. “I was just messing with you.” Then he grew serious. “Congratulations, Daemon. I know how much this meant to you.”

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your soul is restored, you’ll also get

matter of time

a matter of time, Vladya echoed, though quieter. “We just have to pray the

The Oracle was still fighting for her life. Bringing Zaiper’s sins to light had shattered seventy bones in her body. The first and most extreme case of its kind. Some had already lost hope, but Daemonikai

to give up.

method: treatments, blood rituals, and enchantments. But still, her self–healing abilities had

perform the Happy Repose ceremony–a ritual meant to ease a soul into

had denied it.

would not surrender her to death. Not yet,

in the gardens when

can the moment Emeriel stepped through the archway. “Em? I’ve been waiting for you! I needed to

into her arms, pulling her into a tight hug, as close as their protruding bellies would allow.

Emeriel whispered into her sister’s neck,

circled her instantly. “Oh,