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

Chapter 472:

“Frustrated about my Daemon’s return?”

Zaiper’s expression darkened. “I don’t understand why he refuses to stay dead.” His thrusts became sharper, angrier. “Twice now, he’s wrestled with the impossible and won. Who walks through the valleys of death and comes out alive?”

“Perhaps a righteous man,” Sinai teased, her lips curving into a slight smile.

Zaiper shot her a glare. “You’re not funny.”

“Apologies, Your Highness,” she replied smoothly, arching a brow. “It was only a joke.”

“As I said, there’s”—thrust—”nothing”—aggressive thrust—”funny”—thrust—”about it,” he punctuated with more brutal thrusts.

The girl screamed and then passed out beneath him.

back to survey her unconscious form with a look of annoyance. “Every time things start going my way, something changes, and I’m

human is a

remember,” he sneered

out. She’ll be a

He’d sing like a canary to the court if harm came to the brat,” Zaiper mimicked, his

“Enough with the childish back-and-forth with her. Strike head-on—poisoned food, poisoned arrows. You won an archery contest a millennium

L∆tєѕt chαptєrs ιn g?lnovєl?.?ᴏm

slightly. “Good” was an

long time, one of the perks of a long life was

groan. Sinai could imagine his knot extending, locking him to the unconscious

falling atop the girl. “Use poisoned arrows. Do it from afar and leave no trace. Make sure the poison is rare enough that the antidote might as well be in another universe. Fire as many arrows as you can—ensure she dies

first, consequences

drifted thoughtfully. Then, a slow smile spread across her face, her lips curving

to mind. One so rare its antidote