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.

tub had been drawn and stood steaming in one corner, fragrance in the air. Fresh garments were neatly arranged across

“His Majesty has ordered us to see to you, prepare

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to him? What could be the reason? Did he need more blood? Her cheeks

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

was light as air against

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they indicated, and they worked, weaving her hair and fixing the pins among the

are we going?” she asked as they finally led her out of

Princess,” one of the girls said, her tone