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

Chapter 397:

But slowly, Emeriel felt the ground return beneath her feet. The ringing in her ears faded, the world around her slithering back in a slow return.

“I’m fine now,” she croaked, raspily. “You can let go, Keira.”

Her sister released her, tears tracing paths down her face. Her eyes searched Emeriel’s. Probing. Looking for signs that all was truly alright. Emeriel averted her face. “Don’t look at me like that. Don’t look too closely.”

She hadn’t had an attack this intense in years. Way too long.

“Please… send them away.” Small, hoarse, barely her own.

“Em…”

“No.” Her voice gained strength. “They should go.”

“Let’s at least hear why they’ve come.”

If Emeriel shook her head any harder, her neck would break, and her head would tumble down her shoulders. “I don’t want to.”

“You don’t mean that—”

them. I don’t want to know why they are here. I want them gone.” Her voice rose, high-pitched,

though her eyes remained filled with sadness. “It’s okay, Em. I understand. You don’t have to see

Emeriel’s tone turned brittle. “But promise not to tell me a thing when you return. If

“Why wouldn’t I return?”

know,” she said in a flat tone. “I don’t want to know.

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hurt flashing

don’t mean

Leave me alone!”

reared back, as though Emeriel had dealt her a physical blow.

her. It’s not

You never hurt Keira.

guilt surged, drowning

Emeriel let the ice seep into her being. Cold was safer.

her shoulders, Emeriel turned and