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.”

steps slowing as

to offer my sincere condolences for the loss of your family, Great

rose

It… wasn’t

is,” she said

as a Urekai and

nothing, his gaze fixed ahead. At last, he murmured, “Sometimes it does

the whole truth. You are in your darkest moments

lips twitched in the faintest sardonic

light at the end of the tunnel?” He tried not to sound sarcastic, though he

mirrored his faint

the future holds, but a little

words again,” Daemonikai muttered, though his tone was

stories for every

say I’ve missed this part of talking

Oracle’s expression

holds its own challenges. But you may already know

Of course, she