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

Chapter 129: Once she had Emeriel safely removed, Sinai would inflict severe punishment upon him-painful and merciless. She would make him pay dearly.

"Yes, mistress?"

"Ask one of the slave masters to provide you with three spiked whips and the crown of thorns. Afterward, proceed to the kitchen and instruct the cook to prepare boiling water mixed with long pepper and chili pepper. Have everything ready in the abandoned underground chamber."

Sinai made her way towards the forbidden chambers, her steps resolute and determined. Upon reaching the imposing metal gates, she fixed them with a steely glare. The gates stood tall once again, all the locks securely fastened.

It seemed Lord Vladya had wasted no time in ensuring their fortification. Yet, Lord Vladya had chosen to leave the boy in there.

Were they all expected to turn a blind eye to what was happening? Leave the boy with her Daemon for as long as the mindless beast wanted?

Over Sinai's dead body.

These past few days had not been easy for her. She had barely gotten a good night's sleep and had nearly worried herself to the grave, wondering what in Ukrae was going on.

People like Mistress Gaille taunted her, asking her silly questions like, "Do you think the boy is special? Do you think he possesses the special powers required to bring back the grand king?"

Sinai scoffed. Such thoughts infuriated her to no end.

Yes, she wanted her Daemon's sanity restored, if it were even possible, but there was simply no way that boy would have any connection with that outcome. No way at all!

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"Aekeira? Is it you?" a whisper drifted from behind the door. "I have been waiting."

Sinai set to work on the locks. The clanging sounds of metal disrupted the stillness of the air.

"What are you doing!? You know you cannot enter here!" the boy protested.

Sinai swung open the sturdy oak door and strode inside. The boy's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of her, and she quickly lowered her gaze to the ground.

A growl came from behind Emeriel before the beast moved from behind the barricades to stand protectively behind the boy. Letting out a warning hiss, its tail curled up in the air with its pointed tip poised to strike.

"You would shield him from me?" Sinai whispered, her voice filled with betrayal and hurt. "His kind is responsible for your suffering! They did this to you! They murdered your beloved Alvin and Myka, and yet you keep him here with you?"

The beast did not react. Her Daemon could not even hear her. His tail remained poised, and he issued another warning snarl, while the prince gave her a wary look. Sinai fixed Emeriel with a firm gaze. "Step away from him. Now."

The boy didn't obey immediately, the pause enough to further ignite Sinai's anger.

She was tempted to strike him then and there, her hand itching to connect with his cheek. But Sinai wasn't foolish-not unless she wanted to die.

Finally, the boy complied. He moved to the opposite end of the room, near the closed window, and huddled there. Sinai shifted her attention back to her beast. "Here, my darling, I have come to feed you," she murmured seductively, baring her neck.

The feral took a deep inhale and grunted. It wasn't much of an enthusiastic response, but fortunately, he followed Sinai as she backed away toward the wall.

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