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

Chapter 353: Emeriel made a soft, helpless sound but finally relinquished her grip on Daemonikai and stepped into the open, her body quivering like a leaf in the wind. Daemonikai remained motionless, merely watching.

"Those truly are breasts," Zaiper said, awed and incredulous. "I should have seen this before… it was all right there. The missing piece of the puzzle."

Once that one piece falls into place, the other connections become glaringly obvious. Vladya saw Zaiper's mind turn, like the inner workings of a clock. He saw the exact moment the cogs clicked into place.

Zaiper went pale. His jaw slackened, eyes as round as a full moon. He knows Emeriel is Daemonikai's Soulbond.

"You… you…" Zaiper took a step back, his breath out of control, composure crumbling to dust.

"Is everything alright, Your Majesty, Zaiper?" Concern was etched on Gaff's face.

"All is as you can see, Gaff. We have a female who dared to live amongst us here in Ravenshadow under the guise and deceit, for months and months on end," Zaiper rallied, trying to mask how shaken he was.

How much he despised knowing Daemonikai's Soulbond stood within reach, yet he couldn't pick her up and snap her spine in two.

But he had plenty of reasons to execute Emeriel, and the thought clearly excited him. He was trying hard to curb it, but Vladya could see through it all. That glint in his eyes was one of anticipation. The crime of identity deception was so severe even the grand king might not be able to save Emeriel, and Zaiper knew that.

Vladya glanced at his old friend's inscrutable face. In moments like these, he wished he could peer into Daemonikai's mind and know what was going on in there. Was he contemplating intervention, or would he simply walk away, leaving Emeriel to her fate?

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And he could leave. Their kingdom held together because of the grand rulers' inflexibility of law enforcement. Daemonikai himself did not tolerate lawlessness. In a land where every male harbored a beast inside, one that could turn feral at the slightest misstep, strict laws were not just necessary; they were essential.

Vladya sighed, his gaze drifting back to the girl who now stood in the spotlight, surrounded by angry Urekai like tiny prey among ravenous predators. He wished there was something he could do for her. The girl might truly meet her end today if her furious male did not intervene.

Vladya liked to believe he didn't care about what the outcome of today might be, but that would be a lie. The truth was, he admired Emeriel. The girl's survival instincts were top-notch, remarkable even.

Everything she had done, every lie she'd told, had been in the name of survival. Vladya could relate to that.

And she looked like she had been dragged through hell and back. How desperate must she have been to forsake everything and call out to her beloved for help?

"There will be no trial for this case, for a judgment has been passed," Zaiper's voice rang out, silencing the crowd. "By the power vested in me, I pronounce you guilty of Identity Deception, High Fraud, Monarchial Betrayal, and a multitude of other serious crimes we might have uncovered in a trial."

Vladya almost snorted. For someone so nonchalant about kingdom affairs, Zaiper's knowledge of the law was surprisingly extensive.

"You will be executed for your crimes," Zaiper continued, his tone merciless and final. "You will be locked up in the dungeons while the rulers deliberate on your method of execution. No food. No water."

"Choose the most brutal execution method!" someone shouted from the crowd, others echoing the sentiment. "Humans are the scum of the earth!"

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