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

Chapter 748

Chapter 748:

High Lord Herodis was still smiling. How could he not? He had not heard that name in so long, he wasn’t even certain he had heard it correctly now.

“Process it,” the Grand King said mildly, folding his arms across his chest.

“I will wait.”

“Process what? I do not understand—”

And then it struck him. He called me Gustazlion. Dragaxlov.

Herodis went pale.

“I’m afraid I have no idea what you’re speaking of, Your Grace.”

“Oh, you do.” King Daemonikai’s voice was quiet, but implacable.

“The Oracle told me of a youngling who buried his heritage beneath another name. Who wore a new life simply to survive.”

Herod’s back went ramrod straight.

“I do not go by that name. In fact, I have not been addressed by it in over two millennia. It does not exist to me.”

“Perhaps it’s time it starts meaning something to you again.” The Grand King walked to the nearest couch, lowering himself onto it. Crossing his legs, he added, “The Northern Throne needs its ruler.”

“With all due respect, my Grace, I must decline,” Herod said flatly.

as he said

ago—lost somewhere a thousand years past, when he had stopped caring about his ancestors’ crimes or their legacy. Time, in the end, healed certain

much,” King Daemonikai said,

so deep you never once tried

once did it cross my

have remained a faded past. One that feels as if it never belonged to me

King,

not wasted. After my

pride, merely stating facts, he

crop overseer, then the village agriculturist, and finally the High Steward of Harvest. I rose, rank by rank, until I single-handedly became High Lord of Agriculture. I did this without the Dragaxlov name

long moment in silence. Then

visit. If, in the end, you refuse, I will understand. We will follow the sacred traditions and select another bloodline worthy of

out the original

have other

gave

you for

had nearly reached the door when he paused, glancing back over his

have

female like Naila abandon her bondmate—who

to the rumors, my mother did not steal the family wealth. Those were lies, begun and spread by our own clan,” Herod stated

danger. She was poisoned repeatedly, and had she not been skilled with herbs and plants, recognizing the scent of

one time, she mistakenly ate one of those poisons that had no

She was quick in finding an antidote. But after that narrow escape, she made the choice to run, to protect me.”

not shield us—so she did it herself, for her life

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