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

Chapter 643:

Emeriel was in her space in an instant, pressing the back of her hand to Aekeira’s forehead.

“Why didn’t you say something?!”

“It’s not a big deal,” Aekeira protested weakly.

“I can ask Madam Livia for some herbs when we get back.”

“No way,” Emeriel took her hand.

“We’re going back now.”

Striding quickly and purposefully, she guided Aekeira back toward Ravenshadow. By the time they reached the gates, Aekeira’s breathing had grown uneven, and sweat glistened on her forehead, matting her hair to her skin.

Emeriel helped her into her chambers, laying her gently on the bed and tucking the sheets around her.

“I’ll get Madam Livia,” she said hurriedly.

Aekeira didn’t respond, her eyes fluttering shut as she swallowed hard. Emeriel fought to keep the fear away, but it was so hard. Gathering the heavy fabric of her gown, lifting it high to free her steps, she ran from the room, searching the halls for the headmaid.

stopping the maids and slaves along the way, asking if

them pointed her toward the royal

coming in short gasps, and found the older woman bent over a table, rummaging through bundles of dried

Livia! Madam Livia!” she

her voice, the

something the

to come. My sister… I don’t know what’s wrong,”

Madam Livia hurried

they reached Aekeira’s chambers and pushed the door open, Emeriel stopped short, her heart

her

“Kei—”

moan echoed from across the

on the

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the prickling itch, Emeriel knelt beside her, grasping her sister’s clammy hand

Madam Livia—Keira, you’re burning up!

open, and

stained the center