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.

grunted, stepping back to survey her unconscious form with a look of annoyance. “Every time things start going my way, something changes,

glared at her nails. “It’s all Emeriel’s fault,” she said resentfully. “That little human is a thorn in my

remember,”

her out. She’ll

to

her. Strike head-on—poisoned food, poisoned

L∆tєѕt chαptєrs ιn g𝒶lnovєl𝑠.𝑐ᴏm

slightly.

of a long life was time for endless hobbies. Archery had been one

blissed-out groan. Sinai could imagine his

“Use poisoned arrows. Do it from afar and leave no trace. Make sure the poison is

death first, consequences

her face, her lips curving

so rare its antidote was