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

Chapter 158: Emeriel and Aekeira lowered their heads, bracing for Lord Vladya's wrath. Aekeira didn't regret her words, but what if Emeriel got hurt because she had mouthed off to a grand lord?

Lord Vladya turned away. "Pack your things, Aekeira. You are moving to Blackstone."

The words hung in the air. That… was not what she expected to hear. Far from it.

"Huh?" Aekeira and Emeriel exchanged wide-eyed glances. Instinctively, they both dropped to their knees. Emeriel began, "We beg your forgiveness, Your Majesty. Please reconsider-"

"Rise." Vladya's voice brooked no argument.

They obeyed, their movements hesitant.

"Go to your chambers, gather your belongings, and move to Blackstone," he repeated. "You are clearly your brother's weakness, and since I need him alive, I must ensure your safety as well. The maids will prepare a room next to his. You cannot remain in the southern wing. For now, you reside in my territory, where I can keep a close eye on you. You both will work the gardens until your duties are determined."

She could hardly believe her ears. Disbelief gave way to elation. Was it possible?

"We are deeply grateful, Your Highness," they chorused, relief flooding through them.

"I checked on the beast upon my return. It was my first order of business before I heard about your… situation. The beast is showing signs of restlessness due to Sexlust, but it's manageable for now. I said what I did to appease Zaiper and secure your release. However, in a few days, Emeriel, you will be required to serve him. Prepare yourself."

With that, Grand Lord Vladya turned and simply walked away.

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MISTRESS SINAI

Mistress Sinai paced her gilded cage, a whirlwind of fury barely contained within the lavish confines of her chambers. Two days of forced solitude felt like an eternity, each moment a fresh torment in her soul's descent into madness. At this rate, she was truly going to go insane. Home confinement was a living hell, a cruel mockery of her former freedoms. She abhorred it with every fiber of her being.

To be denied her whims was unbearable enough, but to become the butt of every whispered joke, every pitying glance from the other mistresses in Ravenshadow's royal estate… it was the ultimate humiliation.

Yesterday, Mistress Gaille had come to "check on her," her syrupy concern a thinly veiled insult. Sinai could practically see the woman's barely suppressed laughter behind her false smiles.

All this because of a human. A mere boy.

Vladya had moved heaven and earth to protect the worthless creature from her wrath, even threatening to cast her into the Hole. The Hole! The mere thought sent a fresh wave of betrayal and anger through her veins, hot and acidic.

Had Emeriel been a girl, Sinai might have entertained the possibility that he was Daemon's Soulbond. But fate was not that cruel, was it? It had played a different hand; the little thing was a boy. Thank Urai for small mercies.

All day, she had been forced to languish here, pacing the extravagant prison of her chamber, staring at her own reflection until it blurred with rage. Her once-spacious room felt suffocating, the air thick with her frustration. Boredom gnawed at her, a relentless beast clawing at the edges of her sanity.

"Emeriel will pay," she hissed, her words like venom dripping onto the pristine mirror. "He. Will. Pay." Desperate for a distraction, she sank into a plush armchair. "Nora?" she called, her voice sharp as a whip.

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