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

Chapter 479: "It's time to put an end to the crimes happening here in Ravenshadow. In the past, no one would dare bring a crime close to this fortress."

"They know our defenses were weak. I was sick, Vladya was away, you were too busy taking care of me, and Zaiper was too busy being a tyrant." Daemonikai leaned back in his seat, his fingers tapping against the armrest. "Not anymore. Not a single crime will go uncaught…unpunished. I will make sure of that."

"How are those?" Ottai gestured to his exposed forearms, drawing Daemonikai's attention to the trails of blackened blood.

"I actually think they're healing," Ottai leaned closer to inspect them. "They're not as dark as they used to be." "No, they're not," Daemonikai agreed. He truly was healing. "Who would have thought I could recover from this as well?"

"I never doubted it," Ottai said, leaning back with a sigh of relief. "I told myself, if you could come through feral, you could beat the damned soul death."

Daemonikai looked at him, his eyes softening. "Thank you for everything you did for me, Ottai. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you."

"No need to thank me, Your Grace. I'm just… relieved to see you back." Ottai's voice wavered slightly. "You have no idea how worried I was…" His voice broke, and he glanced away, clearing his throat. "I was terrified."

Daemonikai recognized the telltale signs. "You are about to cry all over me, aren't you?"

Ottai barked out a laugh. "You know it!"

Then, the grand lord launched himself forward, throwing his arms around Daemonikai, hugging him tightly.

"It's a good thing I was seated for this."

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Daemonikai adjusted his position, but Ottai clung to him like an octopus. "I only meant to adjust myself so I could breathe here, Ottai, not shove you off."

The fourth ruler eased his grip a little.

"You really are shameless, Tee." Daemonikai chuckled, shifting so Ottai could sit comfortably beside him, still clinging to his arm.

"I thought I would lose you this time," Ottai said, his voice muffled against Daemonikai's shoulder. "Every time I checked for signs of breathing and could barely detect it, it killed me inside. I could hardly sleep, thinking I'd wake to find you…" The humor faded from Daemonikai's face.

Tenderly, he brushed a hand over Ottai's hair. "I'm sorry, Tee, for putting you through that. It was… beyond my control."

"I know. And I'm not blaming you, not really." Ottai finally pulled back, giving Daemonikai a stern look. "But don't ever do that again. Don't even think of leaving us."

"When I lost Uriel, I thought my life was over. But I had Morina. We grieved together." Ottai lowered his eyes. "We still do. Having my bondmate made it just a little bit easier to face another day without my beloved son."

It was the first time Ottai had spoken about Uriel to him.

MISTRESS SINAI

The arrows made impact. Sinai had heard the telltale gasp.

Tucking the bow and arrows securely away, she was almost giddy with excitement as she slipped through the dark garden, searching for her fallen prey. Almost.

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