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

Chapter 706: But maybe they'd all dismissed him too easily.

Maybe Zaiper was desperate enough to stoop to treachery to get Daemonikai out of the way. Like tampering with his mind.

The thought made his blood sizzle.

Yet, on what grounds could he act? There was no proof. Only suspicion and assumption that would not fly in court should he pursue this case. "Wegai."

The door opened immediately as he entered.

"Your Grace."

"Assemble the soldiers and deploy them throughout the city. I want every mage in Urai rounded up. Bondmates and non-bondmates, traders, privileged visitors, formally welcomed and unwelcome-gather every single one of them to the Citadel. Now."

Wegai gave a curt nod and departed to execute the command.

"And Wegai?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Launch a discreet investigation into Grand Lord Zaiper. I require answers, not speculation. Seek out those with whom he has interacted in recent months. Find the ones who watch from the shadows, those who know but dare not tell."

Wegai gave a curt nod.

"As you command, Your Grace."

"Be cautious. Zaiper knows how to cover his tracks. If he catches wind of this, he may bury the truth even deeper, or worse, ensure those who seek it do not return. Do not allow word of this inquiry to reach the wrong ears," he instructed.

"Select only the most loyal males for this task. Hunters, informants, even the desperate-anyone who can dig through the past month and uncover anything that might qualify as valuable information. I wish to know his whereabouts, his activities. Am I clear?"

"Crystal." Wegai turned and left.

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Daemonikai couldn't get any work done after that.

Queries went unanswered. Reports were only partially read.

Dark magic? Mind tempering?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. His beast was raging, banging inside him. His dark thoughts swarming everywhere.

Shift. Shift and hunt. Tear the world apart until we find the one who dared. Set the kingdom to flame. Burn it. Burn them all. Drag every mage into the square. Execute them. Slowly. Watch them scream. Watch them beg!

There are good mages, he tried to reason. Some are bondmates, some are just farmers.

Blast them all, this one came from his beast. Treacherous! Kill. Kill. Kill!

Slamming the ledgers closed, he sprang to his feet.

The Citadel buzzed with evening energy, as soldiers shifted rotations and servants scurried to their tasks while he searched for the one being in the entire universe who could hush the voices.

He found her in her bathing chamber, humans tending to her. Emeriel had always been more at ease with humans than with the Urekai maids and servants, and for her sake, Daemonikai had reluctantly allowed them into his residence. His disdain for humans had not lessened-not by a long shot. But for her… he supposed he could tolerate them.

His radiant star lay half-submerged in the bathing pool, eyes closed, head tilted back against the rim. She looked completely exhausted.

It was no wonder. She had eaten little in recent days, unable to keep food down.

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