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

Chapter 536: Why did he bring me here?

"I, Grand King Daemonikai," his voice cut through the silence, clear and commanding, echoing with absolute authority, "the first and the only, stand here on this day to officially introduce my woman to my people."

PRINCESS EMERIEL

Gasps rippled through the court, followed by stunned silence. Jaws dropped among the high lords and grand lords. Only Grand Lord Vladya seemed unaffected, one brow arching to his hairline as he leaned back in his chair.

Grand King Daemonikai extended his hands toward her, his emerald eyes softening as they locked onto hers.

"Come to me, dearest."

Emeriel moved automatically, her feet carrying her forward before her mind could catch up. She felt dazed, her body acting on instinct, pulled by an invisible tether.

Reaching him, she placed her trembling hands atop his, her gaze never leaving his.

"Her name is Emeriel Galilea Evenstone," Daemonikai announced, his voice unwavering. "Ukrea has blessed me with the gift of her, and today, I officially present her to you so she will be accorded the respect and honor she deserves-as my woman, and as my Soulbond."

A pin could have dropped and been heard. Not a single breath, not a whisper.

Or maybe it was just the ringing in Emeriel's ears.

His words hit her like a tidal wave. His woman. His Soulbond.

He was announcing them publicly. Officially claiming her.

Her heart pounded a fast, uneven rhythm, as if it might burst free of her chest at any moment.

He smiled softly, just for her, as he gave her hands a reassuring squeeze. "As many of you know, I lost my family centuries ago." Daemonikai's deep voice rose in the stillness, his eyes sweeping across the room, locking onto each noble as if daring them to look away. "It hasn't been easy. That pain… I never thought I could heal from it. Many of you witnessed what it did to me-how I fell apart. I descended into madness. I never thought I could find my way back. I thought my life was over… I wanted my life to be over."

Emeriel's eyes fell to their hands, still intertwined. Slowly, she raised her eyes to his.

"But this woman, pulled me back from the brink. Not just once, but over and over again." His gaze returned to the court, his words ringing out with absolute clarity. "While many of you fought to eliminate my wild beast, she fought to save me. She offered her body and her blood, bringing me back from madness. I was drawn to her,"

Even when I had no memory of who she truly was, I sought her out repeatedly, wanting to be near her-even when I thought she belonged to another."

The court gasped again. Emeriel couldn't bring herself to look away from him. His words were so raw, so sincere, that tears blurred her eyes.

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