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

Chapter 692:

Daemonikai lifted his head.

Emeriel stood before him, reddened eyes filled with remorse.

“What have I done? The seven gods… Please forgive me, my king.”

“What have you done? Forgive you?” Daemonikai growled, self-reproachfully.

“Emeriel Galilea Evenstone, how is any of this your fault?”

“I pushed for us to try, then—”

He encircled her waist, drawing her closer, and pressed his face against her belly.

“I am the one who will forever beg for your forgiveness. Perhaps I should relinquish my throne, head for the Dark Woods, and join the ferals there. Pretending to be alright when one is anything but, is—”

“You will not do such a thing,” she whispered.

“If I am not permitted to feel wretched, neither are you, my king.”

“Riel…”

together.” Her fingers ran through his hair in a

will emerge victorious on

He breathed shakily.

been three years. Three

it much thought,” she

in my mind, but there is nothing. One moment,

words were

“Perhaps dark magic?”

Could be an explanation, for dark magic is

of our people, and not one of them speaks of a spell capable of inducing mindlessness in another. On oneself, yes,

voice growing

if it were dark magic, it would

up at her,

have required a hefty ritual, perhaps even a blood sacrifice.

fluttered as she nodded

have already sent word to the mage king. It will take time to get a response, but I must know his

We… uhmm… we must know…” Her thoughts were drifting

her as she collapsed, scooping her effortlessly into

his shoulder, nuzzling her face into

“Oh… I feel weird.”

drunk,” he huffed, amused despite