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

Chapter 881:

Zaiper spat with so much venom, his anger bubbling over. He hated the indifference with which Daemonikai spoke of Razarr’s death. And the worst part was, he couldn’t do anything about it.

Tears burned in his eyes. Helplessness devoured his burning limbs.

“I should have killed you when I had the chance, when you were struggling with the death of your soul! I should have finished you off, damn the consequences!”

Daemonikai threw his head back and laughed.

That sound, so amused, made Zaiper feel bile rise in his throat.

calm himself before raising an eyebrow. “Did you forget? You tried, but my female killed your assassin. As for not doing it yourself… well. It’s another regret you’ll carry to the grave, isn’t it? It’s going to be a full

shuddered, trembling with rage and shame. Unwanted tears welled up

what does it feel like knowing that Kristoff’s son will sit on your throne? Did you know he was right under

the humans you manipulated, the ones you used as pawns to bear the consequences of your plans, fought for us on the night of the eclipse? They protected our youth, defending our lands when we couldn’t.” He leaned in. “What does it feel

as he pulled on them with all his strength. “Stop talking right

let your heart

and I would hate to lose it before I’ve had my

rabid dog on its

before we begin,” Daemonikai continued indifferently, “Wegai,

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