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

Chapter 372

Behind her, the sound of swords being drawn filled the room as her three bodyguards closed in.

The slavemaster blinked, his beast receding, the yellow draining from his eyes.

“No, go on. Summon your beast,” she said angrily. “Oh, mighty predator who likes to prey on powerless girls.” Then she turned to Amie, who stood trembling, tears streaking her face. “Why didn’t you tell me this was happening?” She was not just angry but hurt.

“I’m sorry, Princess,” Amie sobbed. “He warned me. Said if I spoke, he’d punish me worse-”

“Seize him,” Emeriel snapped to her guards. “Take him to the dungeons.”

She turned to the slavemaster. “Good luck writing enough petitions to earn the court’s interest. Maybe in a few months, they’ll even read one. Until then, you’ll rot in there.”

The slavemaster’s eyes widened in disbelief as the two Urekai males stood motionless at the door, stunned, but wisely kept their heads down.

“But I’ve done nothing wrong!” Kenta bellowed, guards dragging him toward the door. “I haven’t even mounted her yet!”

That earned him another backhanded blow from one of the soldiers before they marched him out, leaving Emeriel with her remaining guard and Amie.

Emeriel crossed the room, gathering the discarded clothes from the bed. With a softer voice, she handed them to her. “Put these on. Let’s get out of here.”

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Back at Frostfall, Madam Livia tended to the bruises on Amie’s wrists and cheeks. Thankfully, the slavemaster hadn’t taken things any further. For that, at least, Emeriel was grateful.

Amie wouldn’t stop thanking her. Over and over, she repeated her gratitude like a rhyme on replay, and when it came time to rest, she refused.

“No, I really want to go shopping with you, Princess.” Amie smiled brightly, wincing from the ache in her cheeks. “I’ve been looking forward to it. I don’t want to rest. I’m fine. Truly. Please, don’t make me stay behind.”

Emeriel didn’t know what made her feel worse–how easily Amie had brushed aside what had just happened, or the realization that this wasn’t the worst she’d endured.

In the end, Emeriel relented with a defeated sigh. “Fine. Let’s go.”

begun to warm with the golden tones of evening by the time they returned. It wouldn’t be

the former Lord of Agriculture arrived?” she asked

not long ago, on

entered the grand chamber. She hurried through the west corridor toward the great hall.

Herod!” she

the sound of her voice and smiled, lifting a hand in greeting. “My young friend!”

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smiled in return, took a step

Only this time… they

breath sounded behind her. Emeriel turned.

wide, locked on Lord Herod.

twisting and merging in the air.

was going on here. Lord Herod was staring at Amie,

voice was quiet. “Amic…

catching herself, her

Emeriel. His warm smile returned as

Emeriel returned the hug before pulling back. “I’m glad to see you in the Citadel. You made

to her belly. “And how is

she said distractedly. Because now, the colors were changing. The two sets had floated closer–interwoven

Compatible.

startled her. Where had that come from?

Herod asked,

Don’t mind me,” Emeriel said softly, blinking a few times to clear the haze–yet the colors remained. She kept

you. It’s just… a part of my life