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

Chapter 440:

She tuned them out. Must warm my man. Mine.

“He’s not yours anymore,” a part of her reminded her.

“For now,” Emeriel whispered back inwardly, “just for a little while… he’s mine. I must save him.”

“You’re just as stubborn as he is. Why am I not surprised anymore that they chose you for him!?” Lord Ottai sounded frantic.

Moving atop him, Emeriel shifted so her body covered as much of him as possible. “Stay with me,” she murmured, her breath ghosting over his neck. “Just stay with me a little longer.”

Her fingers traced over his skin, cold to the touch, but she didn’t stop. She couldn’t stop.

“This is dangerous.” Lord Ottai’s tone turned pleading. “Please, Emeriel, listen to me.”

“If he becomes too cold, I will move away,” Emeriel finally responded.

sure?” Lord Ottai

too cold. “I’m sure,” she had to try hard to keep her teeth

head snapped

the pile of blankets,” Emeriel cut her off, eyes locked on the king’s pale,

But the cold swallowed every bit of warmth; Emeriel barely felt the layers of fabric. Madam Livia continued her work, exposing the king’s feet and hands one by one to wash them with

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green eyes. “You are the almighty Daemonikai, king of the Urekai. You will glide across that sea like it’s a mere creek.” Pressing a kiss against

night deepened, stretching on in silence, everyone departed one

well, walking to the door.

eyes on her

gods couldn’t have given him a better Soulbond. You’re stronger than many of our females combined,

had no words for that, so she didn’t respond. She heard the door close

let herself go, her teeth chattering uncontrollably. She was so cold she could barely feel parts of her body. Still, her eyes stayed on him,

sometimes colder, but

watched over him as the