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.

screamed from pure torment. “I’m sorry…” he gasped, tears in his swollen eyes. “I shouldn’t have done what

and you’re already giving up? I had wonderful plans

was pale, and he could barely

our people are calling for your death,” Daemonikai sighed with exaggerated drama. “They want you gone.

time,” he straightened, shrugging and stretching. “But when that moment comes,

brokenly. “I should never…

took a step forward and lifted it once

is the

mage like flowing water. Names, rituals, locations, summoning spells, traps, weaknesses, hideouts. He revealed every secret, every layer of protection, every binding

sobbing, Daemonikai smiled with an air of self-satisfaction and victory. “Done.

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A sharp, broken scream that erupted from him like the last breath of a dying animal, because deep down, he knew what had just