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.

when he had nearly

had risked her life to save him, stood before him

he pressed, trying

Her tone

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

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

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

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

met his for

read her. Her face had gone from relaxed to completely blank in the blink of an eye. It was unnerving to

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

to talk to you about two years ago,” he said

her back. “There is nothing to talk about. I must take my leave,” she said curtly. “Madam Livia will be here soon with the rest of your medicines.” She glanced over her

Daemonikai stared at the door she’d exited through, the room’s quietness suddenly too

she were angry, it would have been better. Anger meant