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

Chapter 840:

That was true.

“I was one of those people who never saw the colors,” Vladya said with a shrug.

“Ottai’s grandmother, our last known bond seer, was revered all across Urai. She hoped, prayed, that one day she would see the colors for me.

But she never did, not until the day she passed away.” His smile held a hint of sadness.

“Some people just have bad luck. Or, as I used to think… they’re cursed.”

Emeriel understood, stumbling a little.

Beside her, Daemonikai looked at her as if she were some kind of miracle.

A rare and sacred wonder. He couldn’t understand how it could be her.

why me?” she asked

“I’m just… Emeriel.”

just anything,”

for the Great King of the Urekai. Touched by the gods in the womb. You’ve never

Emeriel’s throat tightened.

you know what this means?” Daemonikai ran a hand through his hair, visibly

hope again for those who fear the union ritual because

key

this is happening,” Vladya said, shaking his head

more he processed it, the more he began to feel a slow and

cutting the lush plant and placing it in the

latest

wounds, valerian

a wave of relief as the realization sank