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

Chapter 660:

“I have a sleeping potion in the drawer,” Lord Vladya called from the doorway. He leaned against the frame, arms crossed, brows furrowed with concern.

“It doesn’t work on me, but Faiwick swears by its strength.”

Merilyn was already moving, retrieving the small glass vial from the drawer. Uncorking it, she shifted to the head of the bed and gently lifted the princess’s head onto her lap.

Carefully tilting the vial, she poured a small measure between Emeriel’s parted lips, watching as the liquid trickled down.

“She’s in heat,” Merilyn murmured, observing for any reaction.

“The sleep won’t last long.”

Across the chamber, King Daemonikai resumed pacing, his agitation palpable. Merilyn had never seen him so powerless.

The potion worked swiftly. Within moments, Emeriel’s lashes fluttered, her head lolled to the side, and her breathing softened as sleep claimed her.

A pained cry echoed from the adjacent chamber.

Lord Vladya stiffened, immediately alert before vanishing through the doorway—leaving only Merilyn, the Grand King, and the sleeping princess behind.

Daemonikai halted, his fierce

what

Grace,” Merilyn hesitated, “but first, if you don’t mind, I would

he might snap. She quickly added, “For Emeriel.

breaths, his chest rising and falling with deep, measured

the heat

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much,” he

never have given them to her in

waiting for her Beloved to

face paled as the

“Our severed bond?”

Merilyn nodded sympathetically.

her destined mate. Now her body expects

simply need to mount her again, and her body would recognize you. But because of the suppressants, her system is in survival mode, rejecting anything it perceives as an intruder. And…” She struggled to

how to ask

if warding off a headache. Merilyn could only imagine the toll his unsatisfied rut and the

“Ask,” he growled.