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

Chapter 501:

Emeriel stared ahead blankly, each thought raking through her like a tremor, one after another.

GRAND LORD OTTAI

He entered his study, utterly exhausted. All Ottai wanted was to collapse onto his bed and sleep for a week.

The rain ritual was always long, intricate, and draining. But if it yielded results, as it had the last time, then it was worth every ounce of effort. He turned.

“Balls of the gods!” Ottai cursed, jumping in surprise. “Emeriel, is that you? You startled me.”

The princess stood leaning against the wall, shrouded in shadows, her eyes closed.

Ottai exhaled heavily. He was so fatigued that his usually sharp senses had dulled. “How did you get in here?”

here for you,” she replied, her eyes still

is your body holding up? Are you well?” When she didn’t answer, he sighed. “What do you need, then? If you’re looking for the grand king, he

me your word.” Her voice was quiet. “You said, ‘Whether you can help him or not, if it ever becomes too much, you only need

never

her voice barely audible. “It has become

Ottai’s mind caught

in the dim light of the study. “Take me away from here, Lord Ottai. Tomorrow morning, at first light. Take

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over Ottai,

his head, struggling

progress. I just want to go back to Navia,” she said coolly. “I want to be as far from

had a thousand questions. A

he said in a heavy tone.

you will not tell the grand king about

so young, Emeriel was incredibly perceptive and intelligent. “I swear