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

Chapter 763:

Two years ago, their bond had felt like a cage, a trap neither of them could escape. Now, the bond was gone, yet they were desperate to reclaim it, willing to undergo ancient rites to forge a non-natural bond just for a chance to belong to one another.

The irony. Oh, the gods must be laughing. They must be having such fun with us.

“Haven’t we suffered enough?” Emeriel whispered, staring out across the endless rows of crops. “Could you not take pity on us?”

With a tired sigh, she let her eyes fall closed. Just for a moment. But the moment stretched, and soon she had wandered into sleep under the quiet rustle of leaves and the distant hum of workers.

It was late evening by the time she returned to the fortress, exhausted, her back aching. Ugh. She could use sleep again. But when wasn’t she sleepy these days?

She rubbed at the small of her back and looked down at her belly. “See the things you put me through.” Drawing a deeper breath, she pushed open the doors of her bedchamber and came to a halt.

in one corner, fragrance in the air. Fresh garments

has ordered us to see to you, prepare you, and bring you to

heart did

reason? Did he need more blood?

they began to undress her and prepare her. She was guided into the scented bathwater, where they bathed

in a gown of the finest blue silk, it was light

today for you, my lady,” one of the women whispered confidentially with

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indicated, and they

are we going?” she asked as they finally led her out of the building and into the

one of the girls