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

Chapter 870:

“Princess Emeriel, push!” came the urgent voice of a midwife.

“I can’t…” Emeriel’s voice broke.

“You must! You’re almost there!”

“I’m so tired…”

“It’s you who’s growling now,” Vladya said. “So tell me, should we… Enter or not?”

Daemonikai grasped the handle, Vladya joined him, and together they pushed the doors open, ripping them from their hinges with the handles falling to the ground.

A healer rushed toward them. “Your Majesties, you can’t—”

But they were already inside.

Aekeira lay together, their legs tightly pressed and their faces flushed from the effort and pain. Sweat ran down

Emeriel and dropped to his knees. He took her outstretched hand in both

she whispered, her

kissed her fingers, then her temple, brushing the damp hair from

“It hurts,” she cried.

“My brightest star, I

“I’m so tired.”

kissed her again. “But

tears in her

kissing her forehead

said softly,

begins at .

to,” she whispered, offering a

not. But we shouldn’t keep our little one waiting. He’s eager to meet