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.

Just

“How can you tell?”

Then, with a bitter chuckle, he added, “Although the madness part… it

grand king is NOT feral again,” Ottai hissed,

did not say a word, knowing that beneath all that anger was fear—and uncertainty. Ottai was trying to

when one has no joy, no colors left in their world. Or when something sudden and tragic shoves them into it. Daemonikai experienced none

now on

know, Tee. I really don’t,” Vladya said hoarsely. “My theory is… maybe he never truly

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

knowing what to say. At this point, it

spoke again. “But dark magic leaves

be involved for such a ritual of this magnitude to

pray she remains out for long.” Ottai shook his head, staring at the closed door behind him. “Vladya, she is not even in heat. Emeriel does not have the hormonal boost to help with her