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

Chapter 790:

“It’s because of seers like you,” he said. “You were born with supernatural sight. The ability to perceive the compatibility between souls. You see it through color. The more overlapping hues a pair shares, the higher the chance their bond will hold. That their ritual will succeed.”

Emeriel opened her mouth, but no words came. She wanted to refute him, to question how something so significant—so valuable—could happen to her.

But the more she thought about it, the more it all made sense. Every color she had ever seen hovering near people was always different. Unique. Separate. Except with Amie and Lord Herod.

“If what you’re saying is true… does that mean Lord Herod and Amie are—” She hesitated. “That they are compatible? But Amie is human.”

“For the swirling colors to intertwine so completely,” Lord Vladya answered, “she must have Syren traits. Ones that haven’t manifested yet but will in time.” He paused, thoughtful. “Only Soulbonds go into heat at first contact with their destined mate, not bondmates. And you said all the colors merged—not some, but every hue—intertwined into one?”

Emeriel nodded slowly.

“That is full compatibility,” Vladya said with certainty. “When she becomes Syren and they attempt the bonding ritual, it will succeed.”

it all. “But if this kind of ability exists, how come…” She didn’t know how to say

guide mating, to help

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already noticed—bond colors don’t appear for everyone,” Daemonikai explained. “That alone makes it impossible to force it. You can’t ask a bond

𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹

revered across Urai. I hoped, prayed, that one day she’d see colors for me. But she never did, until the day she died.” His smile

Emeriel understood, reeling.

of miracle. A rare, sacred wonder. She didn’t understand how this

wondered aloud. “I’m

handmade for the Grand King of the Urekai. Touched by the

Emeriel’s throat tightened.

overwhelmed. “Our people will rejoice. There’s hope again for those who are scared of the bonding

said, shaking his head, looking at her

slow, powerful wave of joy began to rise in her