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

Chapter 854:

Daemonikai narrowed his bright eyes, dragging the healer back inside. With a grunt, he dropped him to the floor like little more than a sack of rice.

“You hate heights,” he murmured. “And you say it out loud. What kind of Urekai does that make you?”

Faiwick straightened himself, his hands trembling as he smoothed his tunic, trying to regain his dignity. “The kind who prefer to live rather than fall to their death, Your Grace,” he murmured, then coughed. “But… I have good news.”

Daemonikai finally took a step back, his chest heaving, the beast still throbbing inside him. He looked at Faiwick. “Tell me how my partner and my son are. Now.”

Faiwick, still pale, cleared his throat, avoiding the burning gaze of the Great King.

“And you’ll be honest with him,” the Fourth Ruler emphasized.

gave Daemonikai a meaningful look that said: Don’t hit the poor healer,

deep breath and muttered, “Fine. The

and her pulse is almost normal.

The

A warmth spread through his chest: relief, joy. He

on the shoulder. “Well,

dare say, Your Grace, that I didn’t

Daemonikai raised an eyebrow.

healer cleared his throat. “Of course, it was all my

Faiwick’s shoulders and guiding him back toward Emeriel’s room. “When companions are unconscious and their

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