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

Chapter 460:

At first, he was suspicious—surprised, even. But after seeing how some of them interacted with her—the way the younglings flocked to her, their mothers watching with trusting smiles—he began to believe in her place among them.

He was awed by how effortlessly she handled the children. Emeriel would make a wonderful mother.

A pang of longing rose in him, but he quickly squashed it.

Since their encounter two days ago, he had watched her from a distance, quietly following her whenever he had the chance. Now, she tended to the flowers, assisting the slave workers. The contentment on her face as she moved among the blossoms was… mesmerizing. Daemonikai could watch her all day.

“Perhaps you should actually talk to her instead of stalking her, Your Grace,” Ottai remarked dryly.

Daemonikai shot him a reprimanding look. “That’s an undignified thing to say. I do not stalk.”

Ottai raised an eyebrow. “Let’s see: you followed her from the sick female’s house to the woods where she gathered herbs with Livia, then to the training field where she practiced swordplay, and now, to the gardens.”

Well, now that Ottai laid it out like that, it did sound a bit like stalking. Not that Daemonikai would ever admit it.

discreetly,” he corrected firmly. “I do

ruler smirked.

“Quit it,” Daemonikai growled.

“Have you tried apologizing?”

still vividly recall

brings your imagination

he said, his voice thick with bitterness. “It’s a wonder

convincing,” Ottai remarked, then shrugged. “She’s harder

stronger,” Daemonikai remembered her impressive archery skills and swordplay. Pride swelled within him. His

has a way of changing people,” Ottai said quietly. “It starts from the

both understood

jaw tightened. “It was all

maybe the separation was necessary. It forced you and Vladya to truly understand what these women mean to your lives. Sometimes, one doesn’t realize the value of what they have

only hope I haven’t lost mine