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

Chapter 904: (END)

“I’m heading to the training field. Alek is waiting for me,” Scar declared, already halfway to the door.

“Mal and I will be in the library, if you need us, father,” Viozzidray said.

Both siblings leaned down to kiss their mother’s cheek before offering Daemonikai a respectful bow and disappearing down the hallway.

“Faval and I are going to see Lord Herodis,” added Hasydan, their fifth child.

“Wait.” Daemonikai narrowed his eyes. “They’re still bothering him, aren’t they?” He crossed his arms. “I understand your interest in agriculture, but you’re being a bit much. The man just had a baby with his partner—don’t overwhelm him.”

“No, he asked us to come. We didn’t insist,” Hasydan quickly replied, raising his hand in surrender. “Did we, Faval?”

His sixth child echoed the sentiment. “We didn’t.”

“Are you sure?” asked Emeriel, her tone sweet but her gaze far from convinced.

“Really, mother,” they said in unison.

“I don’t believe you,” a dry voice said from across the table. Heraxiola smiled. “Lord Herodis is too kind to them. They practically follow him around like ducklings.”

“Hey! Mind your own business, Princess Hera!” Faval stuck out his tongue.

“I’ll beat you as soon as I get up from here,” he said seriously.

“Talk, Heraxiola,” Emeriel warned, wiping her mouth with the napkin. A slight smile remained on her face.

“Sorry, mom.”

said over his shoulder as his

those two. And his partner is no better—Lady Amie lets them get away

adore them,” Siesca intervened, smiling. “You should

favorite is

gentlemen. You wouldn’t believe

older brothers, Siesca,” Daemonikai said, though he was clearly

she replied with a hint of defiance. “Besides, if they try anything,

well-known for

one night,”

youngest son, only twenty, gave him those big green eyes that could melt even the hardest stone. “What about what we talked about? You promised to

tomorrow,” Daemonikai

“And tomorrow is today.”

“Alright, dad. Love you.”

“I love you too,

said, narrowing her eyes.

said unapologetically. He moved closer to Emeriel as she stood up, wrapping a possessive arm

said, her cheeks slightly flushed but her smile radiant. She pulled away from his embrace, walked around the

one. It had become a nightly ritual, and

did he love

children were any given day, they

affection. Everyone loved her deeply

for Daemonikai,

their slow and unhurried lovemaking, Daemonikai lay with Emeriel curled in the crook of his arm, his fingers brushing along her back as he

you ever looked into… um, herbs for controlling conception?” she asked, her

I have.” He lazily patted his chest, content just to feel her softness. “I

at him, a shy smile on her lips. “I hope you don’t