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

Chapter 401:

“You better get used to it. To me, to all of us, you’re a princess now, not a slave. When we get back to Urai, that does not change.” His smile faltered slightly, turning sad. “You really think Emeriel will not come around?”

Aekeira remembered the clear agony in Emeriel’s eyes when she’d heard the news. The fear, the pain, the anger, and beneath it all… the yearning. Em might hide it well, but Aekeira knew she had never truly forgotten the grand king. Emeriel had pretended to live, going through the motions of life, but the truth was there. Em wasn’t living. She was merely existing.

Aekeira knew, because that was exactly how she lived too. Their lives had ended back in Urai. Two years later, they still hadn’t moved on, still hadn’t found their place in this new world.

Navia was their home, yet it didn’t feel like home. Not like Urai did. With a heavy sigh, Aekeira made a decision. “I will try talking to her again tonight, but I cannot promise anything.”

Lord Ottai nodded gratefully. “Thank you, Princess. We will get a guesthouse in town to spend the night, but we must leave tomorrow. Zaiper has no idea we are here, and the people are left under his care. We have already been away for three days, and there’s still a two-day journey ahead of us. We really can’t stay longer than tonight. I really hope this works.”

Aekeira hoped so too.

MISTRESS SINAI

her chambers, her mood darker than the stormy sky outside. Every step sent a sharp jolt of pain

casting a furious glare over her shoulder

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herself as no stranger to the rougher sides of sex; she even preferred it. But there was rough, and then there was Zaiper’s kind

played with blades as though they were toys, slicing into flesh with a

coursed through her,

had always known about Zaiper’s depravities. Hell, there had been an entire century where she had indulged in countless affairs with him because of it. But either he had grown sicker over the years, or he was punishing her for

you alright,

straightened her spine, masking her pain

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know how it is with us ladies,” Gaille simpered, approaching with a saccharine smile that made Sinai’s