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

Chapter 693:

Perhaps in five hundred years, when he had spent every moment making it up to her, then he could allow himself to believe in the absolution she so freely gave. But not now. Not yet.

She fell asleep, pliant, trusting, clinging to him as if he were safe.

He traced her delicate features, memorizing every inch of her. Who knew when she would come to her senses and finally make the right decision to leave the monster?

But until that dreadful day, he would hold this radiant star as his own. Until the day his darkness became too strong for her light, he would hold on tight—like the drowning man he was, like the lifeline she had become.

“I hope that one day, I—Daemonikai Viperthefiov Naelzharoth—will deserve your love,” he stated, brushing his lips lightly against her hair.

“Truly… blessed is the womb that birthed a female such as you.”

PRINCESS AEKEIRA

“I can fetch my own lantern,” Aekeira tried one last time, but her sister ignored her.

her sister’s attire. Before the mirror, Emeriel stood in

breathtaking—poised and elegant

the Lantern Festival. Their

plain clothes, hands raw from endless labor. But today, they attended as

by the finest seamstresses in Urai, commissioned by their males, they were a world away from that skittish girl and her brave little brother. Outside the chamber, their soldiers and maids stood waiting, ready to escort them to

smoothing the

at the festival. It is not good for you or

hide

making and releasing a lantern is one of the best parts of the festival! You already took the fun out of the crafting—now you would deny

“Yes.”

Aekeira groaned.

or Grand Lord Vladya! If it were up to him, he would confine me to the residence and prevent me

Emeriel snickered.

you, it’s almost comical. But you have been sick as a dog

said it is normal and to be

week had passed since King Daemonikai sniffed her neck and announced her