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

Chapter 698:

Still, it felt like an illusion, as if his yearning soul was conjuring a dream too sweet to be real.

He was trying to control his happiness, the hope growing inside him.

“I need you to say it again, healer,” he muttered, his voice shaking.

“You are going to be a father again.”

“Vladya! Emeriel is with child!” He called out, chest heaving with laughter. Pure joy!

The doors burst open, and Vladya was suddenly there. Hot on his heels was Aekeira, who had spent the night restless.

The open door.

Daemonikai ran through it, onto the balcony, where he threw his head back and roared.

It rose through the celebration, through the chattering of people and music.

The next roar was a thunderous declaration, louder and fiercer. A call to celebrate. A proclamation of triumph.

to suppress. Even after

ran. His feet pounded against stone as he moved through the corridor, past the intersection, down the spiraling stairs, and out into the open

every sinew. The sharp spines of his tail beat the air, then scraped

of the

to their

male form, Daemonikai collapsed on the

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stars. Tears

“How does it feel?”

turn. Vladya settled himself on the ground

was

be

how you feel. It is mesmerizing, is it not? I know the depth of your joy.

no trouble persuading you to accept your own impending fatherhood, yet now I find myself

that if I breathe wrongly, this dream

dream,”

veins, my friend. Both our females conceived in their last heat. Aekeira from her first full

“Miraculous, isn’t it?”

of words for it, really. But what matters most is: you and I—” Vladya

Daemonikai nudged him