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

Chapter 236: The older woman's face softened. "It is time you met the male whose life you saved, Emeriel, don't you think?"

I met him this morning. We walked together. He scented me, and I yearned for his touch…

She could have said all that. She knew that if she did, Madam Livia might withdraw her help.

And she was indeed trying to "help," however unconventional. But Emeriel did not. "As you wish, Madam Livia."

Moments later, as Emeriel joined the line of Urekai maids, a mix of excitement and fear pulsed through her. She was going to see her Beloved again. Tonight.

MISTRESS SINAI

The grand king's summon to feed had filled Sinai with unparalleled joy. For a fleeting moment, she had been the happiest female in Urai.

Now, the echo of that elation faded as she exited the royal residence, replaced by bitter frustration. Daemon remained as distant and impersonal during the bloodfeeding as he had been when his bondmate lived.

Yes, there was the natural arousal, the permission to grind against his leg for her own release, but it was cold. A mechanical act devoid of any true intimacy. He remained aloof, his pheromones held tightly in check, his arousal a flame he refused to quench with her. He did not allow her touch. He simply fed, then dismissed her.

Fuming and stomping down the corridor, Sinai muttered curses under her breath. A procession of royal Urekai maids emerged, each bearing platters loaded with delicacies.

Her eyes were instantly drawn to the odd figure at their center, sticking out like a drop of blood on pristine snow.

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Emeriel.

Sinai stopped dead in her tracks.

The slutty human prince! What in the abyss is he doing sneaking around her Daemon again?

Her blood boiled. This night, it seemed, was determined to test the limits of her patience.

"Emeriel!" Sinai hissed, her voice sharp as a dagger.

"Come here this instant."

The boy hesitated, a flicker of defiance in his eyes. Sinai was not in the mood for games.

"Emeriel!" she repeated, her voice echoing through the corridor.

With a resigned sigh, the boy stopped, turning to meet her gaze. He approached with the reluctance of a prisoner dragged to their execution.

"Mistress."

Sinai waved the others onward, leaving Emeriel standing before her, his plate clutched awkwardly in his hands.

"Why are you here?" Her voice dripped venom. "Only Urekai serve the grand king! Are you attempting to poison him now? Was the destruction of his family not enough for your kind?!"

The boy swallowed tightly. "I am a slave, Mistress. I do not act on my own accord. I merely follow orders. I was commanded to serve here."

Sinai scoffed, incredulous at his audacious tone. Her hand shot out, seizing his ponytail and yanking it back with brutal force.

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