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

Chapter 464:

The heaviest longing Emeriel had ever known sprang within her. It was so intense that tears stung her eyes once more.

“No, you will not do this to yourself again, Emeriel,” she chided aloud. “You must not let your guard down. If you do, just like two years ago, you will be defenseless against the pain. You cannot fall into that hole again.”

Her tears dried without falling.

Oh, Emeriel… her inner voice mourned. Give yourself a break.

Emeriel rolled onto her side, curling into a fetal position. The grand king was recovering well. Although the bond remained dormant, his soul was beginning to heal.

Perhaps it was time she started preparing to return home.

Two days later.

Daemonikai for two days. That should have been a good thing, right? She craved solitude. To be left alone. Uninterrupted. Undisturbed. So, why did she keep glancing over her shoulder,

did a smile touch her lips every time

and I know

busy, occupied with matters of state. Especially the long-awaited rain the day before—the first in two years. The entire city had erupted in a festive uproar, alive with celebration. Laughter echoed through the

atop the highest tower, Emeriel looked down

had seen a new side of the Urekai. In the past, there had only been hatred and anger. But today, there was

story starts at galn ovels ;

that disastrous night? Before the massacre that had swept away

sad. Almost painful to

kept to themselves—peaceful and kind, granting passage to travelers and aiding any species that

seize lands, or conquer kingdoms. No, that was the

is both gracious and evil, would their ancestor, King Memphis, think it was a