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.

pure torment. “I’m sorry…” he gasped, tears in his

no, don’t start ruining the mood now.” Daemonikai crouched down again. “It’s only been a month and you’re already giving up? I had wonderful plans for us. I

skin was pale, and he

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

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

sobbed brokenly. “I should never… have

reached for the hammer again. “Correct.” He took a step forward and lifted

is the dark

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

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

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broken scream that erupted from him like the last breath of a dying animal, because deep down, he