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

Chapter 499:

Outside her door, voices filtered through.

“She was half-dead, severely dehydrated,” Prince Daviel snapped. “If our men hadn’t found her when they did, she would be gone by now.”

“And I ask again, for the thousandth time, what is going on here, Aekeira?” King Orestus’s voice boomed, laced with irritation. “Why on earth would your sister even attempt to journey back to that savage kingdom that enslaved her?”

Only Aekeira’s muffled sobs answered him.

“Motherfucker!” the king cursed. “When will either of you speak to me!? What the hell is wrong with both of you? It’s as if those beasts sent two strangers back to me! You’re both either crying, locked away in your rooms, moping, not eating, or crying even more.”

Emeriel groaned, her head pounding too hard to handle.

“Go away. Just leave me alone!” She wanted to scream, but she was too exhausted to muster the strength to shout. Her stomach… it felt like it was on fire.

drifted back

piercing pain ripped through her, jolting her awake. What

sharper and more excruciating. Emeriel doubled over, a strangled cry tearing from her

feet, she clutched her belly as she staggered toward the lavatory, desperate to

drawers, there

soaked the fabric, trailing down her

She stared, horrified. Bewildered.

year! Gripping her

Lᴀtєst chαptєrs ιn g?l?ovеℓ?.??

Could it be…?

it cannot be,” she choked, shaking as if her body was

like a careless brushstroke, staining everywhere it

said it wasn’t possible! They said it t-takes time! I can’t… I can’t!” she sobbed. “I can’t be losing my ch-child.” Her knees gave way, and she fell to the ground, bawling like

there, in the lavatory, Emeriel’s

pain in her belly, Emeriel knew—with a growing, soul-shattering certainty—that a soul was leaving her body. Her child was leaving. And there was nothing she could do