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

Chapter 384

Chapter 384

Three days later.

Daemonikai had been right. Zaiper wished he had never lived to see this day.

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As he was paraded through the crowded square, head bowed, chains clinking with each step, humiliation was the only thing left in him. This–this–was abject disgrace. The worst of the worst. He was clad in nothing but soiled under–briefs, thick shackles chaining his hands and feet. The bindings laced with toxins, draining him of what remained of his strength. He couldn’t shift. Couldn’t run. Couldn’t fight.

And the people? They were relentless.

“Scumbag!”

“Evil devil!”

“May your soul rot in the nine hells!”

Their hate was a chorus, hot as the sun beating down on him.

Every step was a reminder of how far he had fallen–from a Grand Lord to this, a caged male on display for public ridicule.

Zaiper never chose death lightly. But this public disgrace was far worse.

A woman lunged through the line of guards. “You deserve mob justice!” she screamed, spitting at him.

The spittle slapped his cheek, warm, reeking of bile.

Zaiper tried to snarl, to bare his fangs. But it emerged as nothing more than a low, broken growl. He was too weak. Starved of food. Deprived of blood. Exhausted beyond measure.

it was a thin wall between order and chaos. Two separate mobs had already tried to rush him during this miserable procession–and

him to

us have

deserves to die screaming!”

soldier shouted, attempting to hold

it happened.

spine. Then came fists. Boots. Claws. He hit the ground, and they descended

were no screams from him–only choked gasps and strangled grunts.

move.

stomp. He wanted to call out–to demand the soldiers do their damn jobs. But his voice was

to help? It didn’t feel like it.

foul–smelling water was thrown over him. But it was boiling

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his very eyes. Tears blurred what little he could still see. The agony was unbearable. The stench

moved in–pulling the mobs off him, barking orders and

little, too fucking late!

them, but all that came out was

made his head spin, and everywhere blacked out.

….

was hanging upside down, suspended mid–air like a gutted animal. The pain hadn’t lessened–it was still there, just as brutal. Blood rushed to his head, making him dizzy and heavy. His lower body was going numb. This wasn’t just

finally chose to join us.”

to dread hearing

Through the other, he saw Daemonikai–seated casually in a chair at the

other things to occupy your time with than being here,” Zaiper’s voice came out

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