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.”

first,” Faval said over his shoulder as his brother dragged him

set some boundaries for those two. And his partner is

them,” Siesca intervened, smiling. “You should

new favorite

You wouldn’t believe they’re the

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

with a hint of defiance. “Besides, if

smiled. Yes, their eldest son was well-known for

enough chaos for one night,” Daemonikai declared.

those big green eyes that could melt even the hardest stone. “What about what we talked about? You promised to

tomorrow,” Daemonikai said,

“And tomorrow is today.”

“Alright, dad. Love you.”

heart melted. “I love

her eyes.

as she stood up, wrapping a possessive arm around her waist.

Emeriel said, her cheeks slightly flushed but her smile radiant. She pulled

one. It had become a nightly ritual, and Daemonikai

did he love even

rebellious his children were any given day, they never

loved

Daemonikai, that

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

um, herbs for controlling conception?” she asked, her voice

to feel her softness. “I told you,

to look at him, a shy smile on her lips.