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

Chapter 633:

The Oracle merely watched him. Long. Unmoving.

It was uncomfortable, to say the least.

“I shall pay you a visit. Expect me,” she spoke with finality.

Zaiper hesitated only a fraction of a second before turning sharply on his heel. The Second Ruler could not walk away fast enough.

What was that about?

When one was uneasy in the presence of the Oracle, it was often for one reason alone: secrets laid bare, sins revealed.

Daemonikai was… curious. What had the Vampire of Greyrock done this time?

Zaiper had been unusually quiet all evening, showing none of his usual sharp tongue or stirring unnecessary arguments in court. He hadn’t met the Oracle’s eyes once, which was highly unusual for a man who rarely passed up a chance to assert himself.

“A great deal has happened in the past five hundred years, has it not?” the Oracle broke the silence.

Pushing his intrigue aside, Daemonikai walked with the Oracle through the citadel.

“Yes, it has.”

“May I speak casually?”

“Of course.”

her steps slowing as she turned to face

condolences for the loss of your

rose

you. It…

never is,” she said

a Urekai and

said nothing, his gaze fixed ahead. At last, he murmured, “Sometimes it does not seem

may feel. But what seems true is not always the whole truth. You are in your darkest moments now, but it will

in the faintest sardonic

me about the light at the end of the tunnel?” He tried not to sound sarcastic,

Oracle’s lips mirrored his

King. No one knows what the future holds, but a little faith makes the

cryptic words again,” Daemonikai muttered, though

holds stories

say I’ve missed this part of talking

Oracle’s expression turned

holds its own challenges. But you may already know that, judging from your

Of course,