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

Chapter 857:

To face the crowd.

The cheers turned into a roar. Flower petals fluttered through the air, thrown like blessings. Many of them landed on Emeriel and Aekeira.

Emeriel was moved. When did this become our life?

Daemonikai’s arm wrapped around her waist as they made their way to the sanctuary. Inside, the refuge was small but impeccably cared for: modest and warm, clearly prepared with respect.

The Oracle lay to one side of the room, slightly propped up on a nest of pillows, holding her fragile body. Her eyelids fluttered open as they entered.

She seemed… old.

broken in many places, with incomplete bones, her skin pale and drawn. But her eyes—those eternal, deep eyes—still held the glimmer

leave,”

door closed behind them, sealing the space for only the Great Rulers and their bonded

rulers… of our… time,” came the

their heads

A horrific cough stole her words, and

any more, Oracle,” Daemonikai said. “You’ve given more

that. The crime he committed against our entire people. We never would have known. You gave

Just rest. That’s

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curled slightly.