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

Chapter 529:

Emeriel took a step forward, only to wince, stopping.

She could still feel him. Every aching muscle, every tender bruise was a reminder of last night.

Madam Livia had sent a concoction to ease the soreness, but Emeriel had only taken half. She wasn’t ready to forget. Not yet. Even if walking was uncomfortable, she welcomed the pain, clinging to it. It was all she had left of him now.

Tears pricked her eyes, no longer wanting to be held back.

Last night had opened a dam she couldn’t reseal. She had fought to keep her emotions at bay during the journey here, but now, standing on the edge of leaving him forever, they spilled over.

She stepped into the lake, a metaphorical dagger stabbing into her heart.

“Emeriel?”

take another step forward. The dagger twisted, causing intense pain.

whispered, lifting her tear-filled eyes to meet the grand lord’s gaze. “Why

held hers, but he didn’t

To protect my heart,” she continued, trying to breathe through the heaviness in her chest. “But why does it feel like there’s no

its depths. “With every step I take, it’s like my heart is being crushed into pieces. Leaving him isn’t supposed to

imagination at galn ovels ;

water lapping around him as he crossed back toward her. She took a

love him, Emeriel,” he

Emeriel’s throat, and her hand

hurts this way because you’ve already forgiven him,” Lord Ottai continued, his voice filled with compassion. “You forgave him a long time ago, but you’ve been clinging to the remnants of anger that no longer exist. That anger was your shield, the wall you built to protect yourself from the pain—to block your