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

Chapter 632:

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

Grand King Daemonikai observed the Oracle carefully as she walked through the grand entrance of Ravenshadow Citadel.

She looks the same as always.

Their kind did not physically age, but with the Oracle, it was different. One glance at her, and you could tell she was as ancient as time itself. She leaned heavily on her wooden staff, her hand trembling faintly as she gripped it, silvery-white hair falling nearly to her knees. Tangled yet somehow dignified, it gave her an almost otherworldly elegance.

She wore layer upon layer of garments—so many that at first glance, she appeared bulky—but her face… now that was where the trick lay.

The Oracle of Urekai possessed one of the most beautiful faces Daemonikai had ever seen in his long life.

Her features were youthful, appearing no older than a human woman in her thirties. Her eyes were unlike any other. Black as the deepest void, they were streaked with veins of shimmering gold. Eyes that could see into the soul.

Many found it difficult to meet her gaze for long.

All four Grand Rulers waited at the entrance to formally welcome her. When she drew close, she bowed slightly, her voice scratchy and hoarse as she greeted them.

“Great Rulers.”

unison, they

“Oracle.”

again after so many

feel to be awake

the question. Then, rasping, she said, “Like time has begun passing once

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Daemonikai nodded.

inside?” He gestured to

inclined her head and began to walk. The rulers fell in step behind her, matching her

and tiring, as Daemonikai

to Urekai society. High Lords and council

politics, rituals, and religious customs that had evolved during her centuries of slumber. The discussions dragged on, with a ceremony that was both tedious and weighty, but

to address the court, her words were brief, cryptic as ever. Yet every soul in the room listened

evening, the formalities

her from the hall, she paused and turned toward

speak with you in private, Your Grace, if you

Daemonikai dipped his head.

“By all means.”