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

had risked her life to save him, stood before him with such

pressed, trying to draw her

tone was clipped.

to retrieve

official matters,” he volunteered. “For a bedridden

of ground roots and plants.

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you?” His eyes

baby-blue 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 was once so

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

to talk to you about two years ago,” he said earnestly. “I want to

leave,” she said curtly. “Madam Livia will be here soon with the rest of your medicines.” She

stared at the door she’d

have been better. Anger meant she cared enough to be