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

Chapter 462:

“I wish to spend the rest of the day with you.”

She made a nervous dart of her head. “It would be unkind of me to monopolize your attention, considering your quite busy schedule, Your Grace.”

Hiding his smile, Daemonikai said smoothly, “I assure you, my schedule has already been cleared. I am, after all, a king recovering from one of the deadliest illnesses ever to afflict our kind.” He shrugged. “My advisors insist I need more rest, and I can think of no better rest than to spend time with you.”

Their exchange was attracting attention. Even the human women nearby were gushing over his words.

“Go with him, Princess,” one of the women to Emeriel’s left whispered in excitement.

“Follow His Grace,” another echoed from the right. “You know you want to.”

Moments like this made his heightened hearing a blessing.

bring me greater joy, Your Grace, but… uhm…” She gestured to the array of seedlings. “I must transplant these to

it,” several slaves volunteered in unison. The rest of the nearby workers chorused, “Just leave it to

to them,” Daemonikai echoed, extending his hand with a

hand in his, allowing him to lead her

they ventured past the crowd, into more

was

to talk things through, to address the issues that separated them. But their last attempt had ended disastrously, and Daemonikai was well aware of his deficiencies. He wasn’t good at this—not the talking, not the

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would play dirty. That was his

princess spun around. “I

Daemonikai shifted.

as his male form melted away, making way for his beast. He stretched his powerful limbs,

Emeriel breathed, the tension melting away in an instant. The anger vanished as if

first time since her return, Daemonikai saw her eyes light up. A genuine, dazzling smile