Todos os capítulos de That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate: Capítulo 171 - Capítulo 180

Oh, my Vladya. Aekeira’s heart tightened in her chest. His words might have been detached, clinical even, but she was learning to read the subtle nuances of this male.He was hurting. More than he was willing to admit."What sort of person can't feel true happiness for their friend without these ugly feelings tainting it?” He exhaled, the warm air caressing her thigh. “I've changed, so much. Sometimes I look in the mirror, and I don't recognize the male staring back at me.”"You should cut yourself some slack." She patted his hair in a soothing manner, offering comfort. "You're suffering through the slow hands of a looming madness." It pained her to say the words, but she forced herself to continue. "I was reading about it the other day at the library. It helped me understand what you're going through. People lose everything they are, bit by bit. All the kindness, love, and memories are slowly stripped away, replaced by hate, cruelty, the need to hurt and destroy. The abyss of nothing

EMERIELEmeriel woke slowly, disoriented.Her head throbbed with a dull ache, and her mouth felt parched. A dull throbbing ache pulsed through her skull, and her tongue felt like sandpaper against the roof of her parched mouth.She groaned softly, only to flinch at the sharp discomfort lancing through her shoulders and back. Something rigid pressed against her spine. A pole. A hard pole, rough against her bare skin.She was standing naked, her chest bindings were gone, her wrists stretched above her head, the coarse bite of rope cutting into her flesh.As she shifted, her ankles screamed with a similar pain, bound tightly to keep her rooted in place. Tethered in a way that left her in a painful, awkward stance.Panic rose within her. Where am I? What’s happening? Her eyes darted around. A cave, and it was dark. Only the faint glow of torches casting flickers of shadows on the jagged walls saved her from being completely blind."Look who finally decided to join us," a voice sneered be

The court erupted into chaos. Concerned shouts and confused questions rose. Their world was tilting on its axis.Ottai and Vladya hurried outside. Alarm was already spreading beyond the court, the people shouting as they caught sight of the beast."Do you think he’s gone..." Ottai’s voice faltered as he ran with Vladya. "...f-feral again?""No," Vladya snapped. "I think he was summoned.""Summoned?" Ottai parroted, bewildered. "What in cruel fates does that mean!?"They sprinted down the winding stairs, bursting into the courtyard where a throng of people had already gathered. All eyes were fixed on the towering entrance gates, flung open, from the beast’s hasty departure.There was no way they could catch him unless they shifted into their own beast forms. And even then, given the sheer speed with which the grand king was running, their chances were slim….Vladya skidded to a halt, a contemplative frown furrowing his brow. Ottai, too, was trying to make sense of the situation, but no

"He should come out and face us first. We need to see his face," Jakal added coldly. "Human, leave our king's back and go stand at the center."Emeriel made a soft, helpless sound, but finally, relinquished her grip on Daemonikai and stepped into the open, her body quivering like a leaf in the wind.Daemonikai remained motionless, merely watching."Those truly are breasts," Zaiper said, awed and incredulous. "I should have seen this before... it was all right there. The missing piece of the puzzle."Once that one piece falls into place, the other connections become glaringly obvious. Vladya saw Zaiper’s mind turn, like the inner workings of a clock. Saw the exact moment the cogs clicked into place.Zaiper went pale. His jaw slackened, eyes as round as a full moon.He knows Emeriel is Daemonikai’s Soulbond. "You... you..." Zaiper took a step back, his breath out of control, composure crumbled to dust."Is everything alright, your Majesty, Zaiper?" Concern was etched on Gaff's face."A

EMERIELEmeriel walked in a daze, her legs heavy and her mind numb. The grand king led her through the corridors, stopping before a door in the southern wing."Stay here." He turned to leave."Your Grace..." Emeriel reached out for him, fingers hovered in the air, trembling.King Daemonikai glanced at her outstretched hand as if it were a venomous serpent. Without a word, he walked out, the heavy door closing behind him.Emeriel stumbled towards the bed, collapsing onto the cold mattress. Exhaling a shaky breath, she stared ahead blankly.He had saved her. Her secret was out. Everyone knew.It still felt… surreal. Like a nightmare she couldn't wake from.He hates me now.But he had protected her. She had almost died. Lord Zaiper had been so eager to see her dead. If not for... if not for the other grand rulers, she would be in a cold, hard cell. Or lying lifeless in the courtyard.Looking at her unsteady hands, her eyes grew wet again. This was not how she had envisioned her return.