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

Chapter 587:

Thank the gods.

He slid to the floor, resting his head against the wall as he tried to breathe evenly.

“Is he still at it?” Ottai asked with dread as he approached.

Vladya didn’t answer, knowing Ottai’s sensitive hearing could provide the answer.

Ottai paled. “It’s been three hours.”

Three hours? Vladya glanced at the far window. The sun had indeed set. “Her screams have stopped. What if she’s…” Ottai trailed off, swallowing hard.

He suddenly looked every bit his three thousand years.

dead. Just lost

“How can you tell?”

hearing is off the charts.” Then, with a bitter chuckle, he added, “Although

it. The grand king is NOT feral again,” Ottai hissed, sitting beside him.

all that anger was fear—and uncertainty. Ottai was

happiness again. He was truly happy. Feral symptoms show when one has no joy, no colors left in their world. Or when something sudden and tragic shoves them into it. Daemonikai experienced

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said hoarsely. “My theory is… maybe he never truly

magic?” Ottai said. “What if someone did this to

shook his head again, not knowing what to say. At this point, it could be

dark

magic, a huge sacrifice or exchange must be involved for such a ritual of this magnitude to go through. Death would be involved.” Vladya looked away. “So far, we have not heard

she is not even in heat. Emeriel does not have the hormonal boost to help with her