Chapter 430:

The same long, sharp claws she had seen tear through enemies with ease slowly curled around her hand.

Not to harm, but to hold.

Emeriel bit back her gasp. Instead, she squeezed gently. “Eat, beloved.”

King Daemonikai’s mouth opened slightly.

“Ukrae’s scent…” Lord Ottai’s mouth hung open, staring at Emeriel as if she had grown a second head.

For the first time since entering the room, a faint smile tugged at Emeriel’s lips. She scooped the porridge into King Daemonikai’s mouth, and he swallowed, his throat working as he chewed.

“He can hear you,” Lord Ottai’s voice cracked. The fourth ruler looked close to tears. “I think he can hear you, Emeriel.”

concealed it well. She hadn’t truly believed it would work. “Maybe he

hovered for the rest of the meal, watching her with awe and animation. He only

he had eaten enough, before rising to take her leave. It had been a long, draining day, and she longed for the comfort of

from behind, yanking it hard enough to make her

just run your mouth at me?” hissed the familiar voice of Mistress Sinai, tightening her grip.

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Sinai’s fist, preventing her from pulling any harder and potentially scalping her. “Let go, let’s

is only one adult here, and it’s not you. You are nothing but a mere fly. Let me

a smooth move, Emeriel stepped aside, maintaining her hold on Sinai’s wrist,

as pestering as I let you be,” Emeriel retorted coolly, her voice low in the mistress’s ear.

THIS INSTANT!” Mistress Sinai

blow to the side of Mistress Sinai’s neck. One precise hit, and the mistress crumpled at her feet like a rag doll,

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