Semua Bab That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate: Bab 191 - Bab 200

She looked at her hands. “He attacked me twice during heat."Lord Herod's smile faded, replaced by concern."I used to think his beast really liked me, even if the male… well, didn’t. But now, I’m not so sure. His eyes glowed yellow both times. Even the night he confronted me.”The high lord looked sad. “As much as it seems like our beast is a separate entity that lives within us, we are still one with our beasts, Emeriel.” The high lord looked sad. “You and the beast got along so well because he was mindless. Back then, it followed instincts alone, loving and protecting you as its mate. But now, awareness has returned, and some instincts overshadow others. Like the ingrained need to kill humans."Emeriel looked up from her hands, to stare at him."The grand king is one with his beast. Whatever he feels, his beast feels too. They both lost their family, young one. That pain... it runs deep. It’s not just him lashing out, it’s both of them."That made sense. “I guess I understand bette

LAST CHAPTER OF PART 2.Both Aekeira and Emeriel paused, glancing toward the source. A female Urekai hurried toward them, and the troop parted to allow her through.Aekeira raised an eyebrow. The soldiers had been ordered to block anyone from approaching them—friends or foes. She had seen them turn away Amie, Madam Livia, and others, but now they stepped aside with ease. The woman must be someone of importance.A mistress or a lady of considerable rank, judging by her attire and the presence of soldiers behind her. She was a bit on the thick side, her face strikingly pretty, with an air of confidence that demanded attention. Aekeira hadn’t seen her before. "Emeriel?" The woman glanced at Aekeira before her gaze settled on Emeriel.Em stepped forward. "I am Emeriel."The woman’s eyes lingered on Emeriel for a moment, studying her intently before she said. "I am Lady Morina."Morina. Where had Aekeira heard that name before?"The fourth ruler's bondmate." The female added.Ah. Aekeira

"But they are of marriageable age," another one protested. "Well past it, actually. If they will not serve in the traditional ways, then they should at least marry. They could bring happiness to some of our males—""I will not condone this discussion in my court again," the king hissed, his patience visibly thinning. "I am the king, and I make these decisions. Until I devise a solution, no one—no one—is to bring up this conversation about the princesses ever again. Do I make myself clear?"They straightened immediately, bowing deeply. "Yes, Your Highness." Voices rose in unison.Aekeira released a slow breath. It will be brought up again, she knew. If not tomorrow, then in another six months, yet again. Because the truth was, everyone truly was talking about it.Since returning to Navia, Aekeira had once again been reminded of the curse that plagued humans. Scarcity of females.The way these vultures eyed them, hungry for the prospect of more women in their midst, was a constant remin

"Give the order, come on." Emeriel crossed her arms. "It’s only been three years, but surely old age hasn’t made the tyrant king forget how to string those words together. Go ahead, order it."The silence was as loud as a trumpet.At last, King Orestus sighed, and rose from his seat, walking to a shelf laden with scrolls. He withdrew two, each decorated with intricate gold patterns on the rods at their ends. The sigil... It was unmistakable. Existed only in one place.Aekeira’s heart lurched. Even Emeriel froze still as a statue.`"I received these the night before your return," King Orestus said calmly. He unrolled one of the scrolls, its parchment crackling softly. He began to read aloud:From the third ruler of Urai, sovereign of the Urekai, sole monarch of the Western Clans, and protector of the Great Mountain.Let this be read under the gaze of the gods and the light of the moon.To King Orestus, ruler of the human kingdom, Navia,We deliver back into your hands the princesses o

Mistress Sinai stood in Grand Lord Zaiper's study, her fingers trailing lightly over the large desk covered with maps and scrolls as she waited.The soft ticking of a grand clock in the corner caught her wandering eyes, then the bold paintings on the wall and the collection of ancient artifacts displayed in glass cases. "If it isn't our beautiful mistress," Lord Zaiper's voice behind her shattered the quietude.Plastering a practiced smile on her face, Sinai turned to face him. "Your highness.""To what do I owe this pleasant visit?" Zaiper stood before her, amused.She batted her eyelashes. "Can't a female decide to visit her favorite ruler every once in a while?"His chuckle vibrated through the room. "I thought Daemonikai held that title?""He did," she shrugged, reaching for the wrapped offering she'd dropped on his desk. Lifting it, she presented it to him with a flourish. "I had my servants prepare your favorite meal. I hope you like it."Zaiper's brows shot up in surprise. "A