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

Chapter 394 (End)

FINAL EPILOGUE

"Please stop saying these things to him," Lord Vladya groaned. "He's smiling like a thief who just got promoted to head guard. He might forget why we're here." Daemonikai smacked him upside the head. "Shut it." But he was still grinning ear to ear.

The healer hid her smile behind a cough. So, the rumors were true. The quickest way to find favor with the Grand King... was to speak kindly of his queen. Or better yet-earn her favor directly.

It warmed her to see them this way. Whole. Strong. Hearty. Happy.

"Now, let's return to the original matter. What can you do for us, old healer?" King Daemonikai asked.

"I'll begin work immediately on the herbs. I'm certain something like it exists. Our people have simply never had reason to search for it. I'll start gathering ingredients, reviewing ancestral scrolls, and see what I can develop. With luck, I'll have good news for you soon."

"That's excellent," Daemonikai said, nodding with satisfaction.

The healer turned to Lord Vladya. "And you, Second Ruler-I hear tales of the House of Stitches through every quarter of the kingdom. The Grand Lady's designs are inspiring awe. No one has forgotten the costume festival with the werewolves. It's still talked about in every species."

Now Lord Vladya was the one beaming, his chest swelling with pride. He scratched his head, bashful.

The grand king rolled his eyes. "Look at that face. Now, who's forgetting why we are here?"

They all laughed.

After dinner, as the servants cleared away the dishes, the energy in the grand dining hall shifted as it always did. The large, lively family rose, and as usual, scattered like autumn leaves in the wind.

"I'm off to the training grounds. Alek is waiting," Scar declared, already halfway to the door.

"Mal and I will be in the library, if you need us, Father," said Viozzidray. Both brothers leaned in to kiss their mother's cheek before offering Daemonikai a respectful bow and vanishing through the corridor.

I are going to see Grand Lord Herodis," Hasydan,

"You two are still pestering him, aren't you?" He folded his arms. "I understand your interest in agriculture,

it,” Hasydan said quickly, raising his

son echoed the motion. "We

her tone sweet, her

"Honest, Mother," they chorused.

table-Heraxiola smiled. "Lord

own business, Princess Hera!" Faval stuck

once I

Emeriel warned, dabbing at her mouth with her napkin. The barest

"Sorry, Mother."

me first," Faval tossed over his shoulder as

in exasperation. "Lord Herodis really needs to put up boundaries with those two. And his mate's no

in, smiling as she spoke. "You should see how

Daemonikai said, though

replied primly. "Besides, if they

grinned. Yes, his firstborn was notoriously protective of his sisters, and they all

for one night," he declared. "I'm retiring

that could soften stone. "What about what we discussed? You promised to help me with it

a teasing

"Okay, Papa. Love you."

melted. "I love you too,

guess," Heraxiola gave him a narrowed stare.

without shame. He moved toward Emeriel as she rose,

Emeriet said, cheeks

her smile radiant.