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

Chapter 549:

“Daemon, I am sorry.”

“But it cannot be.” He closed the distance between them in an instant, his hands gripping her shoulders. Not harshly, but with the desperate strength of a man barely hanging on.

“It’s not possible.”

“It is,” she whispered, fresh sobs racking her body. “I got pregnant, Your Grace. I carried your child. And then…”

Her hands flew to her mouth, muffling the sound of her cries. “And then I lost him. I didn’t even know I was pregnant.”

trembled against her shoulders before suddenly falling away. It was as though all his strength had left him in a single breath. He turned without a word, his movements slow and heavy, and began walking—out of the chambers and into the hall. His shoulders stooped, head hung low. He looked so

to follow, but she shook her head, silently commanding him to stay back. The head guard obeyed, though he looked plainly

battle. He moved out of the building and into the courtyard. The night air was cool, the breeze swirling around them, tugging at their clothes. Emeriel wanted to say something—anything—to offer him comfort. But no words came to mind. Sometimes, words

the gap between them, wrapping her arms tightly

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her bear half his weight, leaning into her as though the burden was too much to carry

distance, his breath coming in uneven bursts, his eyes dry. For that small mercy, Emeriel was grateful. She didn’t know if she could bear to

inside, soothe the pain killing them both. At last, Daemonikai straightened, stepping out of her embrace. He didn’t look at her as he began

out of the courtyard and into the meadow, the