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

Chapter 439:

EMERIEL

The frostfever struck at midnight.

Exhaustion had finally claimed Emeriel, and she had dozed off into a restless sleep in the armchair when a jolt snapped her awake. Suddenly on high alert, she followed her instinct, rising and moving toward the bed.

King Daemonikai’s color had changed to an even more deathly pale. As white as freshly fallen snow.

“My king?” She rushed to his side, grasping his arm. Only to recoil the instant her skin made contact with his. Unnaturally cold.

“It’s the frostfever!” Emeriel screamed.

The door banged open as the guards stormed in, alarmed.

“Princess, what’s happening?”

“Get Lord Ottai! Fetch Madam Livia!” she shouted. “Now!”

Hands hovering over him, Emeriel was unsure where to touch. As she tried to find some part of him that was warm, the cold seeped into her fingertips, numbing her.

Everywhere was icy. Colder than she had imagined possible.

hands in hers, ignoring the biting cold. Touching him everywhere she could reach—his forehead, his shoulders, his arms. “Please

of

like enough. He needed

Lord Ottai barged in, two buckets in hand, steam rising from them in

Ottai wasted no time tipping

as it hit his frozen skin, drenching him

cooled within seconds. Light-gods… This is

you

under his breath, Lord Ottai grabbed the second bucket and poured it

same. The water turned cold before it could even begin to do

supply of steaming buckets. Lord Ottai continued to offload bucket after bucket over the grand king, each time the warmth

they’d used, her heart sinking deeper each time the water failed

crowd kneeling in prayer. Urekai… and humans. Her breath caught. There were no soldiers pushing the humans back. No conflict, no hostility. Just peaceful coexistence. Prayers whispered into the night for the grand king’s safe crossing

King Daemonikai, puffs of air shuddered out of

to shift. A touch of color had

now,” Lord Ottai said, his voice

temperature is still low,” Emeriel

trying to help him cross the Cold Sea, not drown him.” The grand

and began to carefully wash the grand king’s body with the steaming water. The

it didn’t last