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

Chapter 696:

Others gathered in small circles, drinking, cheering, laughter spilling between them. Some stood apart, discussing official matters, their wives and consorts by their sides, murmuring in low voices.

It was their first time among such a crowd of Urekai. Sensing Aekeira’s nervousness alongside her own, Emeriel squeezed her sister’s hand in reassurance and led her further in, their gazes sweeping over the grand gathering.

And at the center of it all stood the grand rulers.

Grand King Daemonikai and Grand Lord Vladya stood tall, addressing a group of high lords with serious faces. In their rich, regal red attire, embroidered with gold thread that shimmered under the lantern glow, they looked magnificent.

In unison, their noses flared, and they inhaled deeply. Then turned, their eyes settling upon Emeriel and Aekeira.

The hard lines on their faces smoothed simultaneously as if a button had been pressed.

Butterflies fluttered in Emeriel’s belly.

She and Aekeira drew near and curtsied gracefully.

Both Grand Rulers offered their hands, and in turn, Emeriel and Aekeira placed their hands upon theirs, allowing their males to bring their offered hands to their lips, kissing them.

he looked down at her. Heat rushed to Emeriel’s cheeks. She beamed, lowering her

“Thank you, Your Grace.”

Lord

enchanting,

mirrored

corner,

your destination for

been waiting

“Dance…?”

You know that dance you practiced with your sister a week

Emeriel looked around. The thought of dancing for him before all these people made her incredibly

he coaxed,

that

seeing him this way. After all they had been through,

“But people will see—”

unapologetic, brushing his thumb against her