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

Chapter 673:

“It pertains to getting his soul back,” Aekeira confided. Over the years, she had come to see Amie as a true friend. Despite Aekeira’s status change, that part of their relationship had not.

“He is working closely with the Oracle to find a solution.”

“Really?” Amie gasped, her eyes going wide. She hurried ahead, spinning around to face Aekeira.

“Oh, that is wonderful news! You must be so excited, my princess!”

“I am,” Aekeira admitted with a smile.

“So far, only two of the rituals have succeeded, but we are hopeful.”

Amie clapped her hands excitedly, nearly bouncing where she stood.

“How many rituals are there?”

“Four.” Her smile dimmed just slightly.

“The third one keeps failing.” The second ritual had gone through after two failed attempts, but the third had been performed seven times.

refused to dwell on disappointment. They had been fortunate enough to have two rituals succeed, and she was determined to

will go through!” Amie declared,

have been through so much. You have come so far—just like the Grand

chuckled. Only Amie still made the “prince, princess” mistake when

twenty-one-year-old who had endured terrible hardships, Amie was a ray of

after his soul is restored, you two can finally bond and

help it—she laughed,

being a Soulbond had changed things. They no longer needed to endure the grueling, seven-day bonding

performed on the last day of the bonding ritual, it was the most important of all. And for it

for that day

ritual, if the mating ritual fails, it can always be redone, right?” Amie nearly stumbled but

Aekeira said with

once again, you are

what could cause a mating ritual to fail? For a bonding ritual, it fails when the souls do not align, but what about when the souls are already naturally bound

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gave it some

rites are recited incorrectly, or the female’s heat is not at its peak, or, in our case, if Lord Vladya’s soul

neared the main gates, passing by the lush gardens, the fragrance of roses

She quickened her pace.