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

Chapter 738:

“Yes, he will.” Daemonikai deadpanned.

“Razarr, get up!” Zaiper bellowed even louder as he tried to resist, fingers scraping uselessly at the stone.

“Get up, right now!”

Daemonikai ate up the genuine pain in his voice like a meal, savoring it with great satisfaction.

Zaiper was yanked back to his feet, forced to retreat. Looking back, as his men dragged him away, crying and shouting like a crazed fool.

Daemonikai watched Zaiper as he witnessed Razarr taking his last painful breath. Zaiper’s roars hit the walls repeatedly, so damn painful, so damn fulfilling, as he was dragged into the night.

PRINCESS EMERIEL

“This one…” Emeriel lifted a small vial to her nose, the golden oil inside glowing in the sunlight.

“Sandalwood and amber—perfect for easing tension.”

selecting another vial infused

does not cling so thickly

this?” Aekeira reached for a slender

Morina noted

“I like it.”

the puffy redness around Morina’s eyes when they had sought her out that morning—eyes that had wept for hours, perhaps

not imagine the depth of that grief, knowing the male who had killed her only son had not been a human invader but Grand Lord Zaiper. How could any Urekai comprehend

days since the court had heard the Oracle’s

days of gloom

courts stood empty. Fields, once alive with labor and song,

All of Urai mourned.

had not left his bedchamber. He remained behind closed doors, beating himself up for not seeing Zaiper’s

wanted to go to him the moment he disappeared

Except one day passed.

Then another.

Then the third.

struggling with the same