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

Chapter 600: Vladya's gaze shifted to Zaiper, who was also back in his male form, still being held down, snarling and snapping like a feral beast.

Looking at him brought satisfaction to Vladya's bruised face. Zaiper looked worse.

Both of his eyes were swelling rapidly, the skin already darkening into bruises that mirrored the ones from three days ago. Only this time, there were more. Zaiper's lip was split and bleeding, his chest heaving with the effort to breathe through the pain.

Cracking his jaw, the Second Ruler's face crumpled in rage as he registered the extent of his injuries. His yellow eyes flashed, and his roar shook the court.

"How dare you, Vladya! How dare you!" Zaiper bellowed, struggling against the High Lords pinning him down. "How dare you attack me this way!"

Vladya flashed him a bloody grin, lifted a hand… and gave him the middle finger.

Hours later, Grand Lord Vladya returned to Blackstone. As he approached the royal residence's hallway, he came to an abrupt halt.

She was there.

Aekeira stood, leaning against the wall outside her sister's chamber, her eyes closed. She didn't notice him.

Vladya allowed himself to look at her. Really look at her.

His chest ached at the sight, and for once, the pain had nothing to do with his bruises or the swollen eye from earlier.

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She wasn't talking to him. Hadn't spoken a word to him in three days.

And she avoided him like he carried the plague.

Vladya could not blame her, but still, it stung.

Then her eyes fluttered open and landed on him. Jerking upright, her back straightened, and she looked away immediately.

But just as quickly, her eyes flicked back to his face, her expression shifting into one of shock.

"What happened to you!?" Aekeira hurried toward him. Her brows furrowed deeply as she took him in. "Look at your face. Look at…" Her breath caught. Even now, she worried about him.

Her fretting. The easy smiles. The warmth in her voice directed at him. "Is it the… you know?" Concern was etched into every line of her face. "Did you have an episode?"

"It's not the madness," Vladya said, his voice steady. He hadn't had an episode in over a month now, the longest stretch so far. "Then what is this…?" She lifted her hand, brushing against his busted lip. Her touch was light, almost hesitant.

Vladya didn't so much as flinch.

She could have pressed her fingers into his swollen left eye, and he wouldn't have reacted… wouldn't have minded at all if it meant she kept touching him.

"I was in a fight," he admitted with a sigh, hoping to ease her worry. "In court."

Her lips parted in shock.

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