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

Chapter 431:

With her chin lifted, she walked away, leaving the unconscious woman behind.

A week later.

GRAND LORD ZAIPER

He let out another uproarious laugh, his voice echoing through the room. Sprawled lazily across the table in nothing but a flimsy pair of undershorts, his broad shoulders shook with amusement as Razarr kneaded the tense muscles beneath his skin.

“So, let me get this straight,” Zaiper drawled, wiping tears of mirth from his eyes. “A human, not just any human, but a tiny human girl, knocked you around and turned your lights off, and now you want me to punish her in court for it?”

Mistress Sinai clenched her teeth, feeling the heat of embarrassment rise in her cheeks. It was bad enough as it was, but hearing Zaiper mock her made it worse.

Every time she recalled Emeriel’s effortless takedown, Sinai wanted to crawl into the ground. She had woken up to the concerned faces of her maids, who had crowded around her, asking if she was alright. The shame had been so great that she had lied, telling them she felt lightheaded and fainted. The humiliation burned her from the inside out.

Sinai wanted retribution. She wanted to see

was, watching Zaiper laugh at her until his eyes

lover—pressed down on a particularly tense knot in his shoulder. “That is a good one.” Turning to Sinai, he added, “You mean,

first time. “I have no idea what she did, but it hurt like the whips of

just

“Maybe you should consider attending training sessions. You’d

fast—” She paused, breathing hard. “You know what, forget it. Just tell me when and how

amusement slowly ebbing. “I’m afraid you are on your own with this

“What?”

itself in petty female squabbles. We have far more pressing matters to attend to.” He lifted a

Something like this could backfire spectacularly. People might hate her more, or they might hate you more. They might

Mistress Sinai’s stomach churned.