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

Chapter 351: His stormy features darkened further, eyes blazing with dark green fire.

"And I am certain I am staring at Galilea right now. So, tell me, Galilea… who. Are. You?"

EMERIEL

Emeriel swallowed tightly and let the truth go. "My name is Emeriel." King Daemonikai let go of the lifeless body, and it fell to the ground. Dark fury gathered in his eyes, so terrifying that Emeriel's heart began the drumming of doom.

"You deceived me?" His voice was calm yet filled with rage.

Emeriel shuddered. "I'm s-sorry."

Sorry. So pathetic, so inadequate. One does not weave webs of lies, and spin the kind of deception she had, only to say "sorry." But Emeriel's mind had gone blank.

She struggled to think, to find a way to explain herself, but the drums of doom drowned out all coherent thoughts.

The grand king said something, but Emeriel couldn't hear it. Her vision tunneled, and all she could see was his murderous face closing the distance between them.

"Get up! Run away!" Her mind screamed, but her body refused to obey. She was rooted to the spot. Paralyzed.

He was going to kill her, Emeriel just knew it.

The world narrowed to a pinprick of light as darkness crept in. I think I'm going to faint.

Relief blanketed her. This, this one she could face. I wish I never wake.

Emeriel woke slowly, her senses gradually returning. She was draped across the powerful, muscular back of the beast. Dressed once again in her slave garment, but her hair was unbound, cascading loosely over her shoulders.

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The feeling of her breasts without the usual tight bindings was hard to ignore, too.

The paralyzing fear was back, but she forced it down. This is her beast. She had spent countless nights in its arms, had handfed and bloodfed it, even been mounted repeatedly by it. This beast had always been her protector. It wouldn't hurt her.

But that beast is still King Daemonikai. A King Daemonikai who just discovered your deceit.

She anxiously scanned their surroundings. They had just passed through the fortress gates, where a small crowd had gathered, murmuring and pointing at the beast. But it…

It was the grand lords standing at the very front, watching and waiting, that terrified her most. All of them were present.

Lord Ottai looked completely perplexed, worry evident in the deep lines on his face. Lord Vladya's expression was a carefully constructed mask, but his eyes were locked on her, penetrating and uncomfortable as usual. Emeriel quickly looked away. Lord Zaiper's face was a study in confusion, calculating.

The beast's massive paw shifted behind her, steadying her as he rose to his hind legs and shifted back into his human form. King Daemonikai stood tall, sliding her down his back until she stood, trembling, behind him.

"What is going on, Your Grace?" a high lord's voice cut through the tense silence. "The way you left court… we were worried," another added quickly. "I've never been so scared!" someone else exclaimed.

"Wait. Is that not Emeriel?" High Lord Gaff's sharp eyes had spotted her. Every head turned in her direction.

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