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.”

slowing as she turned to face

to offer my sincere condolences for

old grief rose like a

It… wasn’t

is,” she

strong. Both as a

a moment, he said nothing, his gaze fixed ahead. At

But what seems true is not always the whole truth. You are in your darkest moments

twitched in the

the tunnel?” He tried not to sound sarcastic,

Oracle’s lips mirrored his faint

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

go with the cryptic words again,” Daemonikai muttered, though

stories for every

missed this part of talking

Oracle’s expression

past road has not been easy, the near future holds its own

Of