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.”

golden tones of evening by

Agriculture arrived?” she

Princess. He passed through not long ago, on his way to the Court of

steps, Amie right behind her, hoping she might catch him before he entered the grand chamber. She hurried through the west corridor toward the great hall. As they rounded the

Herod!” she called.

turned at the sound of her voice and smiled, lifting a

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return, took a step

this

intake of breath sounded

her eyes wide, locked

sparkled around her, too–five distinct colors, twisting and merging

between them, then back again. Something heavy and charged was going on here. Lord Herod was staring at Amie, curious and transfixed. And Amic

quiet. “Amic… are

girl startled, catching herself, her cheeks flushed. “Y–yes,

his eyes away from Amie to look at Emeriel. His warm smile returned as he embraced her. “There’s my

to see you in the Citadel. You made the

“Thank you, Princess.” His gaze shifted down to

now, the colors were changing. The two sets had floated closer–interwoven

Compatible.

Where had that

Lord Herod

clear the haze–yet the colors remained. She kept her smile warm. “I still

the back of his head. “I’m sorry I never told you. It’s just… a part of my life I never thought would see the light of day