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

Chapter 747:

“Nora.”

“Mistress.”

“Listen closely. If anyone comes asking about me, or demands to know where I am, you will tell them I went on a trip to relieve stress. Never, under any circumstances, reveal how much I packed for this journey or how desperate I was to leave. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress! I understand.”

“We’ve been here three days, Your Highness. The Grand King’s elites are out looking for us—we’re being hunted like dogs. We cannot afford to stay in one place this long.”

Kady’s voice came from the door.

“Close the door from the other side, Kady,” Zaiper growled. Silence.

He heard no footsteps. No shift of weight on the stones.

“Get out.”

The faint scrape of boots. Then the low

the familiar darkness greeting him. The small chamber was lightless again, just as he preferred

closed his

was the last thing he

things, he could pretend just

caves and abandoned hovels like a lowlife thug, waiting for the cover of night to keep moving to his most fortified hideout. Perhaps, in this dark, he

those weakling males who felt emotions for

would be there, silent and stoic in a corner, waiting on

more content

He could not be.

why, in all the blasted hells, is this filthy, makeshift

significantly improved when he received word that Princess

smile on his face, a large, commanding figure leaned against his desk, shrinking the