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.

attire. Before the mirror, Emeriel stood in a breathtaking ceremonial red

and elegant

Lantern

had celebrated as slaves in plain clothes, hands raw from endless labor.

that skittish girl and her brave little brother. Outside the chamber, their soldiers and maids

smoothing the delicate

will be plenty of smoke at the festival. It is not good

did not hide

you know 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

“Yes.”

Aekeira groaned.

If it were up

Emeriel snickered.

it’s almost comical. But you have been sick as a dog for weeks now, can you truly

to

had passed since King Daemonikai sniffed her neck and announced her pregnancy, and still, she could scarcely believe a