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

Chapter 475:

Her head rested on the desk, her arms tucked beneath like makeshift pillows. A rush of tenderness washed over him. When had she drifted off? He had been so engrossed in his work that he hadn’t noticed.

She was a wonderful coworker, asking insightful questions when needed, yet comfortable with companionable silence. Daemonikai enjoyed working with her. A lot.

Picking up the ledger she’d been handling, he thumbed through it. Every figure was well tallied and recorded in a clear and organized manner that would make even the most experienced scribes envious. He looked back at her, his chest swelling with pride. Good with arrows, tending gardens, caring for the sick, hunting, and taking records. His woman was a female of many skills. A treasure trove of fine abilities.

What other hidden skills did he not know about?

Rising, he moved quietly around the desk and crouched beside her. His eyes roamed over her relaxed face. Truly a vision, even in sleep.

“I can’t believe I once thought you were a cruel joke from Ukrae. A mocking laughter at my expense,” he brushed a strand of hair from her face. “Why do I look at you now and all I see is…a gift? A rare, astounding gift.”

back lulled him, her breathing deep and steady as he

traced a line along her delicate cheek. “Who would have thought I’d feel my own heart race again? That I could ever look at you without guilt? Who would have thought

But she didn’t

to the spirit world to find myself.” He leaned closer, brushing a ghost of a

of fiction

sounded at the

“Your Grace, about the—” Daemonikai pressed a finger to his

head guard snapped his

Let’s not wake

inclined his head, his voice no more than a murmur. “My apologies,

door, his head guard turned, hesitant. “Would you like me to take her

arms and straightened. “You may