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

Chapter 265: EMERIEL

Much later:

"Alright, alright, stay calm," Emeriel muttered to herself, pacing restlessly around Lord Herod's study. The ledger lay forgotten on the table.

Waves of intense discomfort washed over her, leaving her feeling hot, restless, and utterly miserable. Her clothes were suffocating her. Her skin prickled with an unbearable itch. Sweat trickled down her face and back, despite her frantic fanning. The door creaked open, and Lord Herod entered the room, his eyes filled with concern.

"I have told the maids to prepare the cottage," he spoke in a soothing tone. "Over the past week, I have instructed them to fortify the walls in preparation for your full heat. Now, all that remains is for them to clear the space, and I shall escort you to see it." He took a step closer, his gaze searching her face. "How do you feel?"

Emeriel raked her fingers through her hair. "Very uncomfortable."

"Come, let us venture outside," Lord Herod suggested gently. "You can get some fresh air."

Emeriel hesitated. What she really wanted was to tear off her clothes and run around naked through the cool morning air, but she knew that was out of the question. "Alright," she said reluctantly, allowing Lord Herod to lead her out of the study and toward the grand entrance. As they passed the servants, Emeriel felt their eyes burn into her skin like hot coals. She saw the hunger in their gazes, heard the low groans escaping their lips.

"Why do they look at me in such a manner?" She pressed closer to Lord Herod, despite the discomfort it caused her.

"Your scent has intensified tenfold, Emeriel," Lord Herod explained with a touch of strain in his voice. "Fear not, for I will not let any harm come to you."

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She noticed the change in his tone. He was also fighting to maintain his composure. Yet, even in that moment, she knew she could trust him. She nodded slowly. "Thank you, my Lord."

"Here, allow me to examine your eyes." Lord Herod leaned forward, his fingers brushing against Emeriel's skin as he gently held her chin, disregarding her slight flinch. Peering into her eyes, his gaze was intense as he searched. "Just as I expected," he murmured, releasing her chin. "Quite red. Your full heat is progressing steadily."

Outside, the cool air washed over Emeriel's heated skin, providing instant relief. She inhaled deeply, filling her lungs with the refreshing breeze. "I feel a little better."

"I'm glad." Lord Herod's eyes softened. "I shall dismiss the soldiers, except for the sentries."

Embarrassment tinged Emeriel's cheeks. "I apologize for the trouble," she murmured, her gaze fixed on the ground.

"No trouble at all." Lord Herod's voice was warm. "Remember, I had a bondmate in the past. This is merely routine-one I've missed, if I'm to be honest."

Emeriel lifted her head, trying to focus on the breathtaking view of the estate, but the burning flames within her body returned, overshadowing the cool breeze.

"Where shall the soldiers be sent?" she asked, desperate to distract herself from the escalating discomfort. "Once they are released from duty, that is?"

Lord Herod's eyes twinkled with amusement. "Ah, that is when the female soldiers come in."

Emeriel's head snapped toward him. "Urekai have female soldiers?" She couldn't recall seeing any female soldiers since she had arrived in Urai.

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