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

Chapter 634: The Oracle released a soft breath.

"I see many things, Great Grand King. The past, the present, and the possibilities of the future. But the future is not a single, fixed path." She paused.

"I see multiple potential outcomes for every event. Sometimes three, four, or more distinct possibilities. I perceive these paths, but I cannot know which will ultimately come to pass."

Her grip on her staff tightened. "Intervention is dangerous. Even the most well-intentioned actions can disrupt the delicate balance of these possibilities, potentially leading to consequences unforeseen. Some of which have the power to set in motion events that plunge the world into darkness."

"I understand this," Daemonikai said, and he meant it.

"I do."

"About Eclipse Moon Night," the Oracle began again.

"Take comfort in knowing that this time, at least, you will be prepared. You will no longer be caught off guard should anything go wrong." Her words were kind, but Daemonikai still felt uneasy.

"At your age, you have been through at least eight Eclipse Moon Nights," the Oracle said.

"Seven of them went well. Just because the last one was bad does not mean the next one will be."

They passed by the garden, its entrance framed by blooming flowers. Daemonikai stopped, looking at the vibrant archway.

The Oracle came up beside him, her staff tapping lightly on the ground.

"Your woman and Vladya's are in there, aren't they?"

"How did you-of course, you know." Daemonikai shook his head.

Lαtєѕt чhαptєrs in gɑlnovе????ѕ.????o???? "Amidst the tragedy, the gods have blessed you with something beautiful," she leaned heavily on her cane, looking up at him.

"They did," Daemonikai's eyes softened as he stared at the garden entrance.

"Soulbonds, rare as they are, are instantly recognizable to our kind. We can always tell because of the connection we feel. How come I never noticed with her?"

"Because you were blinded by grief and suffocating from misery. How could your soul reach out to recognize what is yours when it was bleeding?" She paused, her gaze shifting to the garden entrance.

"Just like Vladya, whose soul is… gone completely."

Daemonikai's head snapped toward her.

"Vladya? Aekeira is his Soulbond, is she not?"

"I am old, Your Grace. Sometimes I speak nonsense." He did not believe that for a second.

Her gaze returned to the garden entrance.

"Emeriel Galilea Evenstone. Do you think the gods do not know what they were doing when they created that girl for you? When they brought her to you?" Daemonikai glanced at her.

"In a species with a declining female population, where one parent births six boys yet cannot have a girl child, a woman bore not one, but two daughters. What does that tell you?"

Daemonikai fell silent. He… had not thought about it that way before.

"Their mother, Pandora, was touched by a god. Ukrae: the god of powerful beings."

Daemonikai stared… speechless.

The Oracle nodded.

"Pandora bore children who have love so deep, it spills over into everything they touch."

Daemonikai had witnessed that firsthand. He stared back at the garden entrance.

Emeriel and Aekeira came into view just then, both carrying baskets full of plants. They were laughing, holding hands, their smiles radiant as they talked animatedly about something he couldn't hear. The joy radiating from them was like sunlight breaking through shadows.

"What better pair could Mother Fate have given to two males with more darkness in them than a night can hold?" the Oracle mused, low and reflective.

"Two females with hearts so full of love, so willing to sacrifice, it eclipses even their will to live." Daemonikai's chest arched.

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