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

Chapter 419:

Emeriel’s breathing quickened in the silent room as her eyes drank him in, ravenously devouring every detail of him.

“Control yourself, Emeriel,” she told herself. “There is no bond to blame now. This is all you. Have some restraint.”

Easier said than done.

She was grateful to be alone with him. No one could see how hard she struggled, how difficult it was to be in the same room with him again. The effort it took not to rush across the room and collapse on top of him, just to feel his body against hers one more time.

The memories were the hardest.

Those stolen nights in his arms, tucked away at the cottage, making love over and over. The fog of heat and the passage of time had blurred the memories, and she had survived by blocking them.

But now, here in this room with him, the years shrank and disappeared, and it felt like yesterday.

had once been hazy were

Emeriel’s whole body shook.

stumbled back out of the room, closing the door behind her. Leaning against it, she gasped for

was easier to fight for control when he wasn’t

than this, Emeriel.

a while, but finally, she felt calmer. Composed, she re-entered the room and sat on the chair beside his bed, waiting until the tight constriction in

Emeriel whispered. “Hello, my

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burned against her palm. “How have you been? Where are you? If you can hear me, come back. Your people

she started speaking, it became easier. The tight coil in her

be here again. They are terrified to face it alone. There is a famine, and the younglings are starving. They looked at me—me, a human—with hunger in their

his hand, the heat

a washcloth. Returning to his side, she dipped the cloth