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

Chapter 483:

“Someone tried to assassinate his Soulbond,” Aekeira choked back a sob. “I need to see her. I need to see my sister.”

Ottai led them to Frostfall’s royal residence. They entered the quiet chamber where Emeriel lay on the bed, her face pale and eyes closed. Her breathing was too faint.

Grand King Daemonikai sat beside her, his hand clasped around hers. He didn’t react when Ottai announced their arrival or when they entered the room.

“Em?” Aekeira ran to her sister’s side, taking her other hand. “Please, open your eyes,” she sobbed. “Please… it’s me, Aekeira.”

Ottai’s voice was low as he explained, “We’re waiting on Faiwick. He’s searching for the antidote. The poison used is quite rare and difficult to obtain. So far, every healer we’ve checked doesn’t have the kaizan root needed for the antidote.”

“Kaizan roots?” Vladya’s brows drew together. “Those are almost impossible to come by.”

Ottai nodded grimly. “It’s not a Urekai poison; it’s mage poison.” His voice was tense, uneasy. “If someone sold it here, it’s likely they sold the antidote too. Faiwick is checking with the remaining herbalists and the black market.”

Vladya’s brows creased further. “And if it’s not found?”

eyes dropping to the floor. “We wait for Faiwick.” Throughout, Daemonikai said

grand king. “And the person responsible—have

no trail, nothing,” Ottai couldn’t hide his frustration. “All our

head poked in. “The healer has

king was on his feet instantly. Faiwick entered, flanked by

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it go?” Daemonikai demanded. “Where’s

Grace. We scoured every abode, every herb stand by the rivers.” He shook his head, visibly despairing. “We questioned every herbalist, every vendor. There is no kaizan

burst into tears, her shoulders shaking as

you mean you couldn’t find anything?” Daemonikai snarled, his back

slumped, his face ashen.

W-we searched everywhere.

tense silence filled the

king