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

Chapter 743
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Chapter 743: "I'm deeply saddened by what happened. I'm sorry about your late bondmate, Alvin, and Myka," she replied.

"You had a wonderful family, and I'm so sorry someone as evil as Lord Zaiper took them from you in such a brutal way." "Thank you," he said softly.

"Never in my life did I think a day would cwhen I could think of them like this, and it wouldn't feel like knives and fire. That it would feel... almost bearable." She understood. Two years ago, if this truth had cto light, it would have destroyed him to the extent of driving him fully feral again. Look how far we've come, my Grand King.

"I can't believe Lord Zaiper almost got away with this, walking free for centuries, untouched. No one the wiser," Emeriel said, her voice tinged with anger.

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"Riel," Daemonikai said after a moment.

"My king..." "Can I tell you about my boys?" The tears slipped free again, leaving warm trails down her cheeks. She nodded, her voice thick with emotion. "Please do. I would be honored to listen." And so, he did.

Hours later, they lay together in his bed. Daemonikai cuddled her from behind, his body a solid wall of warmth. Emeriel stared ahead, stubbornly awake despite the heaviness pulling at her eyelids.

She had listened to him for hours as his memories spilled free, and he spoke of his deceased family, laying them -himself-open before her. Now, she felt raw, split apart by his pain and all he had shared.

"Your boys sound like wonderful young males," she whispered at last, truthfully, each word scraped painfully from her throat.

"Thank you for telling me." Discover more on galnovsHe had found in her a safe place to set them free. Trusted her with his sorrow and their good memories, not bearing them alone. For that, Emeriel was grateful. Even if it left her aching, she was glad. Because he was healing.

"Lord Zaiper must never get away with what he did," she said with conviction.

"I will die first," Daemonikai stated.

"I will hunt him down, and when I have him, I'll show him no mercy. I'll not grant him an easy death-that's why I let him walk free in court. He doesn't deserve the easy way out." His breath stirred her hair as he spoke.

"I owe it to Evie, my sons, Vladya, Ottai, the Oracle... to my people. I owe it to myself, to you, and the new life we'll bring into this world." Emeriel nodded, her fingers finding his. She laced their hands together, bringing it up to kiss his knuckles.

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"I was searching for any evidence, no matter how small, to hold him responsible for tampering with my mind, unaware that it was just the tip of the iceberg. I will capture Zaiper Thoryk Dragaxlov, Emeriel." "Many of you already know why we have gathered here today." Grand King Daemonikai stood at the center of the Court of Duty, his hands clasped behind his back, his face as hard as steel.

"A week ago, we uncovered a truth that has shaken the very foundation of our kingdom, of our species. An betrayal, buried beneath centuries of ignorance and complacency, has cto light. One of our own-a grand ruler-committed the ultimate treachery. A sin so grave that it has stained the legacy of our kind."

m The court was packed to its edges. Every tier of the vast amphitheater was occupied. High Lords, Cesser lords, clan chiefs, the eldest of their noble lines. None had dared to be absent. All eyes were on their grand king. "Zaiper Thoryk Dragaxlov has disgraced this kingdom," Daemonikai said, his voice unwavering.

"He has tainted the Grand Throne and shamed the Dragaxlov name. His betrayal has cast dishonor upon his clan, the North, and his people. And for his crimes, there shall be no refuge."