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

Chapter 544: Vladya nodded. "That's good-great even. Her blood is special to you; it should curb the hunger, at least for a while." He hesitated, his gaze steady on Daemonikai. "However…"

"I hate to be the bearer of bad news, my friend, but you know you can't sustain yourself on it. It won't satisfy you, nor will it restore your full strength. She may be your soulmate, Daemon, but she is not your bloodhost."

"Have you forgotten? A thousand years ago, I survived without Sinai's blood for five years," Daemonikai grunted.

"Of course, I remember. She was banished from Urai." Vladya's expression turned dark. "You know what else I remember? The suffering you endured during that time. Evie nearly died because you were draining her dry, and we almost lost over five hundred people in this kingdom… twenty, we actually did lose because you couldn't stop." Daemonikai grimaced. Those were dark times, filled with intense suffering and loss that he preferred not to revisit.

"Think it over, my friend," Vladya said, rising. "Resolve this situation, and quickly. Even if you intend to feed from Emeriel, you know you'd never forgive yourself if you put her life in danger."

PRINCESS EMERIEL

She sank deeper into the warm water, letting the soothing heat seep into her aching muscles. The pain that had tormented her all day finally started to melt away.

Leaning back, she closed her eyes, the faint ripple of water lapping against the tub. She smiled in enjoyment.

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Emeriel didn't regret staying. What she did regret was the time she had wasted being miserable. She had spent so long resisting, refusing to give herself and her Beloved a chance to be happy.

A soft knock broke through her thoughts.

Emeriel opened her mouth, ready to dismiss whoever it was.

"Em, are you in there?"

Aekeira. Her heart skipped.

Sooner or later, she knew she'd have to face her sister. If there was anyone she had missed as much as her Grand King, it was Aekeira.

"I'm in here," she called out softly.

The door opened, and Aekeira hurried in, her smile radiant and infectious. "Oh, Em, I heard everything that happened!" She was practically glowing with excitement. "I'm so happy, so, so happy for you."

In a rush, Aekeira crouched by the tub, throwing her arms around Emeriel's neck in a tight hug. "I'm so glad you came back!"

Emeriel closed her eyes, leaning into the familiar warmth of her sister's embrace. Heavens, how I have missed this.

"I'm glad I came back too," Emeriel admitted in a murmur.

"So you were really going to leave?" Aekeira pulled back, her expression shifting to one of hurt. "Without telling anyone? Without telling me? You were going to leave me here… all alone?"

"You are happy here," Emeriel met her sister's eyes. "I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want to jeopardize that-or worse, make you feel like you needed to leave with me. And I'm not sorry for protecting your happiness."

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