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.”

as numerous as

give you,” she had told him that day in the woods. Yet, standing here now, watching her,

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

you, Riel, fretting over me. You

fallen across her face behind

Her hand stilled.

up, her luminous eyes meeting

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meaning. “Thank you for being here. You saved my life.”

lightly on his chest. “But why would you do something so dangerous? Drawing the poison

in my lifetime, Emeriel,” he said with a faint smile. “So many, in fact, that if you became a bard and wrote them all down, you’d need an entire library

he saw her throat tighten as she swallowed against the emotion welling up inside her.

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