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

Chapter 695:

“It is so nice to be out here for this,” Aekeira said aloud, watching the lanterns drift upward.

“This festival is one of the things I missed most about Urai.”

“Me too,” Emeriel tried to keep the queasiness from her voice. Her stomach was rebelling against her. The nausea in her belly would not budge.

She had felt drained all day despite doing nothing too strenuous. She had not trained, had not tended the garden, had not helped the slaves with their work, yet she was exhausted. And then there was the other thing. The colors.

They had begun appearing four days ago. Strange, unnameable hues shimmered around certain people.

Blends of elements she could not identify, shifting and warping in a way no natural color ever did. It did not happen to everyone, only a few.

And yet, she saw them.

What colors were those? What did it mean? Emeriel had no idea. A Urekai female laughed, darting through the crowd as a male chased after her, and the strange blend of colors pulsed around them, two different yet intertwining hues.

Emeriel tore her eyes away. I refuse to believe I am having vision problems at such a young age. She would need to confide in someone.

believe it has been eight months since we returned here?”

“So much has changed…”

“Indeed.” Emeriel mused.

wonder if I will see Lord Herod

Aekeira glanced at her.

the arena with

Emeriel glimpsed the towering archways that marked the

taken, he rarely

grand king about him?” Aekeira asked

You may be able to convince your male to lift the

been on

plate right

stop and rest?” Aekeira asked abruptly, looking at

quite exhausted. And you

she was.

𝓉𝓇𝓊𝑒 𝓉𝑒𝓍𝓉

You worry

argue, Emeriel used her kerchief to dab away