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

Chapter 447:

Hand-feed me, like you did when I was feral.

The words rose in his throat, but Daemonikai trapped them there.

Instead, he extended his hand, accepting the cup.

“You didn’t return,” he stated, taking a sip of the bitter concoction.

She looked away, her tone cool. “I was busy.”

Daemonikai tried to find something beneath that disinterest, but her face betrayed nothing.

He had seen her—felt her—there with him on the Cold Sea. He’d been so alone, the icy waters dragging him down, his body numb and his hope waning.

But then she had been there, her heat pressing against him. Her voice a beacon in the darkness, talking to him, soothing him.

had pulled him back when he had nearly given up. Her touch had

had risked her life to save

was your day?” he pressed,

Her tone

cup, and she rose to retrieve another vial from the tray. His

about official matters,” he volunteered. “For a bedridden king,

their grand king has returned,” Emeriel said, handing him a platter of ground roots and plants. “Everyone rejoices. Celebrations have been held in every

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a bite. “And you?” His eyes locked with hers. “Do you

eyes met his

had gone from relaxed to completely blank in the blink of an eye. It was unnerving to see on a face that

wouldn’t be in this kingdom if I wasn’t,” she finally replied,

want to talk to you about two years

take my leave,” she said curtly. “Madam Livia will be here soon with the rest

stared at the door she’d exited

better. Anger meant she cared