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

Chapter 733:

“Oracle…” Vladya rose.

“This seems highly dangerous—”

“Five hundred years ago, under the Eclipse Moon, one of us betrayed our kind.” A ripple ran through the hall, but the clans sat frozen. Eyes wide. Breath held.

“It was never the humans,” she stated in a loud, reverberating tone.

“One of our own joined forces with a dark mage, using the human king as a pawn. One of us brought disaster upon our land. One of us opened the gates to slaughter.”

Blood burst from her lips, and a strangled cry tore from her throat. She doubled over, one hand clutching at her side, blood staining the front of her robes.

Daemonikai’s pulse thundered in his ears.

Slowly, he rose from his throne, and so did Ottai—but no one interrupted. Dead silence rang in the hall.

The Oracle straightened, shaking. Her pale eyes found Daemonikai’s.

young Alvin, but dark magic planted in his mind,” she said

was one of ours who brought them

of ours stole the Chalice… so our people would be weak… defenseless,” she

was breathing too fast.

as though deprived of air, but in his ears was

is not real. This cannot

rang through his mind like a chant as he

the stunned, pale faces

𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉 🅐t

bleeding Oracle before

boundary of her sacred oath. And yet, here she stood, willing to risk everything—her vows, her

great hall. The clash of steel, the snarls of beasts,

her staff with a shaking hand, the wood slick with the blood that trailed from her

to give you the names of the ones responsible. The mastermind who

to the grand entrance. The thick doors shuddered. The iron drawbars groaned as they shifted under the

bang followed, louder this time. The doors trembled