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

Chapter 503:

“I feel splendid.” And he did. Seeing her alive and well breathed new strength into him.

Her steps were tentative as she closed the distance between them, her delicate fingers reaching out to touch his arm. “May I?”

“You never need to ask, Riel,” he drawled. “Touch me whenever, however you wish.”

Her cheeks colored again, his subtle double meaning not lost on her.

Maintaining silence, she removed his cloak with careful hands, folding it neatly and setting it aside before turning her attention to his arm.

Eyes on the dark trails of blackened blood. “How is it?”

“It doesn’t hurt as much anymore,” he said, his voice soothing. “My soul is healing, and with it, the symptoms are fading.”

numerous as they were,” she murmured. “I remember when I

Yet, standing here now, watching her, Daemonikai still didn’t believe it—just as he hadn’t

cleared from your wrist,” she whispered, completely focused. “The

at you, Riel, fretting

and tucked the silky strands of hair that had fallen across her face behind her ears. First one side, then the other.

Her hand stilled.

her luminous

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even when you were still hurting,” he continued, his voice heavy with meaning.

mine, too.” Her hand rested lightly on his chest. “But

fact, that if you became a bard and wrote them all down, you’d need an entire library to store the tales. But this? This was

dipped, and he saw her throat tighten as she swallowed against the emotion welling up inside

it again. Over and over. If you walked out there and caught ten poisoned arrows, like flies to a feast, I would suck every single drop of venom from your body and into mine—even if it meant my