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

Chapter 592:

Livia stood waiting inside with a few human slaves and Urekai maids. Her face was composed, but those swollen, red-rimmed eyes betrayed how much she had cried.

When Vladya entered, a young human girl began to sob openly at the sight of Emeriel.

“Amie, now is not the time to cry,” Livia said sternly, though her own voice trembled. “Get the herb bag—quick!” The girl scrambled to obey.

“Yella,” Livia continued. “Start preparing the potions.”

As she issued more commands, Vladya laid the unconscious girl on the bed, while Ottai remained outside.

Finally, he allowed himself to take a good look at her.

Emeriel’s knees were scabbed, dark with dried blood. One arm was swollen, bruised, and mottled.

Several strands of her hair had fallen out, clinging to her sweaty, bare skin. Bruises covered almost every part of her body.

mark on her neck was rough and open; the beast had not closed the wound. It would scar—of that, Vladya

over the bite, he pierced just enough to draw the faintest trace of her blood. The elixir in his own saliva

thing, a single wound among countless others, but

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back, Livia climbed onto the bed and parted Emeriel’s thighs. Vladya

whispered, her voice

turned his head… and stopped

bruises on her thighs were

semen mixed, staining her skin and the sheets beneath

so

like lead. As if a carriage had just unburdened its load on

it come to this? What could

and Emeriel stumbled onto this

they could ever hope to cross, or was this

cleaning the girl, the feeling in Vladya’s chest grew. He rubbed his hand over it, trying to ease the ache…