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

Chapter 809:

He was willing to undergo ancient rites to forge an unnatural bond, just for the chance to belong to one another.

The irony. Oh, the gods must be laughing. They must be having a great time with us.

“Haven’t we suffered enough?” Emeriel whispered, staring across the endless rows of crops. “Couldn’t you have had compassion for us?”

With a weary sigh, she closed her eyes. Just for a moment.

But the moment stretched on, and soon she was fast asleep beneath the soft whisper of the leaves and the distant hum of the workers.

It was already late when she returned to the fortress, exhausted and with an aching back. Ugh. Sleep would do her good. But when wasn’t she sleepy these days?

She rubbed her lower back and looked down at her belly. “Look at the things you’ve put me through.”

breath, she opened

and froze.

its fragrance gently filling the air. Fresh clothes were neatly arranged on the bed, with pins

forward with a polite smile. “His Majesty ordered us to attend to you, prepare you, and bring you before

Courtesan of

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him? Did he

cheeks flushed at the

to ponder. The

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bath, washing her with swift efficiency. When she emerged from the water, they dried her with soft cloths and dressed her in a robe made of the finest blue

light as air against her skin, new, and carried a faint scent of

lady,” one of the