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

Chapter 422:

Facing the truth hurt. He should know; he had been running from it for a very, very long time.

“She is yours, my dearest. Don’t throw away something so beautiful, so fulfilling, so wholesome.” Evie’s eyes were filled with melancholic tenderness. “Why dwell in the past when the present holds such promise, a chance to shape a future that could be radiant and joyful? Stop hurting yourself. It hurts me to see you like this.”

“It’s not easy,” he said hoarsely.

“I know.” Her voice grew stronger. “But the Daemonikai I know is so strong, he’s unbeatable. How can we rest peacefully, knowing our deaths pushed you this far into self-destruction?” She paused. “Why do you think our sons refuse to speak with you?”

Daemonikai’s head snapped up. “What do you mean?”

Evie moved closer, placing her other hand on his cheek. “I only speculate, but if their feelings are anything like mine, then they are burdened with guilt, pain, and deep sorrow. Seeing their father—their strong, unbreakable father—walking every edge of destruction known to our kind, it’s a heavy load to carry.”

eyes, his chest far

dying soul because of them. How do you think it makes them

again. They need to see you thriving,” Evie murmured, collecting the tears with her fingertips. “You want to alleviate their guilt? Then perhaps you should start by addressing your own. How can you tell them to let go, to absolve themselves of blame, when you cannot do the same? Our

loaded now at

trying to wipe you with cold water, I hope you do not mind, your Grace?”

him. If his heart could beat in this

had missed

should no longer feel

wiped her own

nodded, his

only dormant but dying, along with your soul. They are not the reason you hear her voice now. Or why you are so desperate to hear more