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

Chapter 892:

Daemonikai didn’t respond. He simply lifted the bucket and poured the water directly into Zaiper’s ear.

The male jolted violently, coughing up water and blood.

Daemonikai smiled, pleased. “You really shouldn’t faint like that. It’s absolutely disrespectful.”

“Daemon… please, have mercy.” The voice was barely audible, strangled between broken breaths and pain.

Daemonikai paused and studied the broken man before him.

“Mercy.” He let the word roll off his lips. “It’s a word I’ve never heard. What does it mean?” He kicked Zaiper’s severed stump, still tied and mangled.

in his swollen eyes. “I shouldn’t have

you’re already giving up? I had wonderful plans for us. I want this to go on for a long, long

Zaiper coughed, shivering. His skin was pale, and he could barely lift

exaggerated drama. “They want you gone. Past, forgotten… They want you to disappear from

he straightened, shrugging and stretching. “But when that moment comes, Zaiper, barely a sliver of life will remain

should

and lifted

the dark

the mage like flowing water. Names, rituals, locations, summoning spells, traps, weaknesses,

and sobbing, Daemonikai smiled with an air of self-satisfaction and victory. “Done. That wasn’t so hard, was

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out loudly. A sharp, broken scream that erupted from him like the last breath of a dying animal, because