Lahat ng Kabanata ng That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate: Kabanata 211 - Kabanata 220

Daemonikai’s heart clenched. He shoved down the feelings stirring inside him.The emotions he thought he had buried long ago."I don’t like it. Reality has no place here." he said. "I want to stay here with you." "No, you don’t.” Evie stopped walking, turning to face him fully again. “Guilt is a cruel companion, it tarnishes even the most beautiful things.""This is the second time you are saying that," Daemonikai noted, a frown creasing his brow."Guilt drives you, dearest. Not because of our deaths, but because you care for her." Evie raised a hand when he opened his mouth to protest. "Let me finish, please. You believe you dishonor me by acknowledging these feelings. You would rather remain here, not because you truly want to be here, but because reality is more tempting. You're not sure how much longer you can fight what you feel. And fight you think you should... because if you don't, you feel guilty for replacing us. Replacing me."That was as preposterous as it was untrue. Dae

Daemonikai absorbed her words, letting them wash over him. A profound silence settled between them, broken only by the rhythmic crash of the waves."Do you know why your soul is dying, beloved?" Evie asked.Yes, he did.Daemonikai had always told himself it was because of his grief. That was the story he had clung to when the symptoms first showed.But deep down inside, where the sun never touched, barricaded by walls and locked with an iron key, he knew the truth. Of course, he did.It was because of Emeriel.She was his greatest loss. And that, had sent his guilt into overdrive.Evie nodded, his silence confirmation enough. "Now, will you go to your Soulbond and reconcile with her? I hope you make things right with her. When the time is right, your spirit will return here, not because your soul is dying, but to say goodbye. And then, your sons will be ready."Daemonikai came to a stop, turning to look at her once more. It had always been easy to talk to Evie. While others saw him

"With everything in me. Some days, resisting was as hard as chewing rocks. I have never felt so deprived…until I wanted you but couldn’t go and get you. I could only hope that one day you would return to me."Aekeira's eyes watered. Her heart sang."But I’m terrified to hope." Lord Vladya admitted as he stepped closer, and inhaled her scent. "What if I let myself hope you were mine, and you turn out not to be, like the others…"It would break him beyond repair. Aekeira knew it. She could hear it in his voice.And it terrified her too.Aekeira wanted to be his. Had dreamt of it for years. But dreams were one thing; reality was another. Emeriel was the Syren… and the truth was, Aekeira was not like Em.So what if there was an obvious, irresistible attraction between them? What if his very being craved hers so deeply that his basic instincts went dormant in her absence? So what if she loved this male more than life itself, and he was now staring at her as if his entire world revolved aro

"Would you like some fruits?" Emeriel asked."Yes, please," the girl replied, her voice small, her little smile hopeful."What's your name?""Dabekka.""Now, Dabekka, hold out your clothes," Emeriel instructed, helping the child raise her garment to form a makeshift pouch. She then emptied the fruits from her basket into Dabekka's cocooned dress, ensuring the fruits stayed secure.The youngling’s eyes widened with delight. "Thank you, please!" She darted forward and planted a quick, unexpected kiss on Emeriel’s cheek before sprinting off.Stunned, Emeriel slowly rose, her hand touching the spot where the kiss lingered like a warm breath. She scanned the area again, and sure enough, several Urekai were watching her from a distance.Her first instinct was to shout, "I did not harm her!" But she swallowed the impulse. Instead, she squared her shoulders and continued toward the fortress. Let them think what they like."Welcome back, Princess. The herbalist is inside," the soldier station

GRAND LORD ZAIPER."I don't believe I heard that correctly. Emeriel did what?" Zaiper shouted."From what I've gathered, she disarmed and killed the assassin," Razarr confirmed, his voice steady despite his lord's outburst.The second ruler stopped pacing and glared at his head soldier.Razarr met his gaze briefly before bowing his head in deference. The tension in the air could be cut by a knife, but a soft chuckle came through.Zaiper whirled around. "What in the hell is so damn amusing, Sinai?"The mistress tilted her head. "Oh, forgive me, Lord Zaiper. It’s just... well, that 'tiny human girl' seems to have thrown quite the wrench in your plans." she purred, stifling a giggle he could see."I can’t help but wonder how lightly she must have touched the assassin's neck to turn his lights off…forever." Sinai echoed his own words back at him, snickering.Zaiper's nostrils flared. "You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?""It is rather amusing, I won't deny it," she drawled, flashing teeth.