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

Chapter 492:

“Frostfall’s royal guards are on their way!” Nora cried out in panic. “They’re coming here, mistress! They—”

Sinai’s heart skipped, but before she could process Nora’s words, the soldiers stormed into her chamber. Seven of them. Each clad in official attire, their stern expressions leaving no doubt about the seriousness of their mission.

The lead guard stepped forward, unrolling a scroll with ceremonial gravity.

“By order of the grand king and in accordance with the laws of Urekai,” he announced with authority, “I hereby declare you, Lady Laelsienai Gurtazivrk, under arrest for the crime of attempted murder and the assassination of an esteemed guest of our land, Princess Emeriel Galilea Evenstone. You are commanded to surrender immediately and without resistance. Any failure to comply will be met with force.”

All color drained from Sinai’s face. What…?

“I have no idea what you’re talking about!” she sputtered. Despite her attempt to sound indignant, her voice trembled. “How dare you barge into my residence and make such ridiculous accusations—”

“I suggest you come quietly, mistress,” the guard warned, his tone hard. “Or we will apply force.”

she cast a hysterical glance over her shoulder. “Daryl, tell them they have the wrong person. Tell them I’ve been here with you all

hurriedly reaching for his clothes, his eyes wide with

panic mounted, though she tried desperately not to let it show. How had they found out? She’d taken every precaution, left no trace, planned every detail

not tolerate being wrongly accused

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seizing her arms and dragging her toward the door. She struggled against their grip,

her protests fell

emerged from their chambers. Their eyes were wide with curiosity and wicked delight as they witnessed her

me go!” she shouted, thrashing against their hold. “I

pleas were

anger, of his wrath—one she had faced once before and vowed

settled deeper within her,

supposed to happen. This was meant to be my victory. How

PRINCESS EMERIEL