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

Chapter 441:

Her head rested on his chest, hands clasped tightly in his.

“Emeriel…”

The soft whisper drifted into Emeriel’s dreams.

No… no, I just fell asleep, she thought groggily, her mind struggling to cling to the remnants of rest. I need more.

“Emeriel… wake up.” His voice.

Her eyes flew open.

It took her only a moment to remember where she was, why she was there, and whose warm body her naked one was pressed against. Whose hand was now softly stroking her hair.

head, she looked at

vacant and distant, stared back at Emeriel, this time full of awareness. They

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smile beaming as she plucked a delicate cherry blossom from a nearby branch.

her. Every movement she made,

the woods, a place he had discovered a millennium

he realized that the most beautiful sight

failing to arrive with a bag filled with nourishing food, ripe fruits, and

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visited daily, taking care of him. Not only did she want him to fight, but she also wanted to fight alongside him. Judging by her constant variety of herbs, she had clearly paid a visit to the royal

to make sure he took every concoction. Of course, she attempted to disguise her fuss,

knew if he acknowledged her attentiveness, those cute, fierce blushes would spread across her

flustered, he had grown to

was the last time any female had fussed over him

such genuine care and