That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King’s Slave Mate Novel

Chapter 109: "I am Emeriel. Could you kindly inform your lord that Emeriel is here to pay him a visit?" Emeriel requested.

"Of course. Please wait here for a moment." The maid disappeared inside. After a few minutes, she returned and guided him inside, announcing that Lord Herod was ready to receive him.

Emeriel felt a rush of nerves and desperation, leaving him unable to do anything more than nod.

The maid left him in the corridor, where he waited patiently. He knew it was impolite to visit a lord at such a late hour, but his desperation had overridden his concern. Finally, the door creaked open, and Lord Herod emerged, dressed in a nightshirt and robe. "Emeriel?" His voice was groggy, as if he had been awoken from slumber.

Emeriel hastened toward him, grasping the Urekai lord's hand with pleading eyes. "I apologize for intruding at this late hour, but I didn't know who else to turn to. There will be another introduction of slaves tomorrow night at the Harvest Ceremony, and I know for certain that I will be introduced. I don't know what will happen if-"

"Easy now," Lord Herod gently placed a hand on Emeriel's shoulder.

"I don't know what to do," Emeriel's gaze met Lord Herod's. "You purchased your wife from her former owner, and I wondered if you might consider buying me and my sister as well."

As the Lord's eyes widened in surprise, Emeriel hurriedly continued, "Please. I am willing to do whatever you need. Anything at all you desire."

Emeriel's trembling fingers fumbled with his tunic, undoing the knot and loosening the rope securing it. "You can have me. My maidenhood is intact. Sort of. I believe virgins hold value in the market-"

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"What? Stop, Emeriel," Lord Herod intervened, placing his hand over Emeriel's, halting his movements.

Emeriel panted as if he had run for miles, tears welling in his eyes. He had not slept well at all. Panic surged through him whenever he thought of the impending ceremony.

Lord Herod exhaled. "Come with me."

He guided Emeriel out of the corridor and into the sitting room, urging him to take a seat.

"I am sorry, I apologize." A tear slipped from Emeriel's eye as he slumped forward, nervously tapping his feet on the floor. "It's just…"

"I understand," Lord Herod responded kindly. "I have no desire to touch you in such a manner. I won't take advantage of you. I understand the situation you are in. Honestly, I've repeatedly thought about how I can help you. But the truth is, I don't see a way. It would have been easier if it was just any lord who purchased you, but it was a grand lord. You were bought by two grand lords, and now, you belong to the grand king. It is impossible, Emeriel."

Emeriel suspected as much. He really had. But he had clung to a sliver of hope…

He gazed downward helplessly, fresh tears blurring his vision.

Lord Herod positioned himself beside Emeriel. "The only solution I can think of is to lay a claim on you. Once the introductions begin, I can choose you, and you can stay with me. When I select you, no other lord will have the opportunity to take you."

Emeriel's head snapped up, hope brightening his eyes. "Do you truly believe that?"

Lord Herod nodded once. "Unless I choose to share, which I do not. The only obstacle that may arise is if a grand lord takes an interest in you. Only they possess the authority to claim you, even when a lord has already laid a claim. And based on the previous introduction, I am aware that Grand Lord Zaiper showed interest in you."

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