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

Chapter 443:

This was the most alive he had felt in centuries. She made him feel alive.

“Heavens! Look! A beautiful lake!” she squealed, the sound definitely unladylike.

And there it was—the blush of shame creeping up her neck.

Vladya felt a rare urge to laugh.

A genuine, heartfelt laugh that came on so strong, he had to force it back down, trapping it in his throat.

“Sorry about that, Lord Vladya.” Aekeira cleared her throat, trying to contain her happiness. “It’s quite a beautiful lake.”

Aekeira was a lady through and through. Even as a slave, she had carried herself with the grace and dignity of her noble birth. Vladya had noticed it long ago.

But now, every aspect of her, from her attire to her impeccable manners, spoke volumes about her status and character.

tell her that he didn’t care how unladylike her laughter or excited squeals were. In fact, he’d like to hear more

her little discomforts too much to

is quite,” he

flush deepened. She

the lake, creating soft ripples in their

her every reaction, as though they

had sent her away all those years ago, it had been out of fear.

Fear of hoping again.

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it all, hope had taken root, hadn’t

more pain than losing his soul—had hurt worse than actually losing a part of himself? Or was it when

any of those moments, or

every passing day until it had grown into

is my compatible bondmate. I hope

laughter followed. What soul? He had no soul to connect with