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

Chapter 762: "I feel so sleepy," she murmured.

He watched as sleep came for her, softening her features.

He lowered his head, brushing his lips against her nose. "It doesn't matter if our bond doesn't return. We'll perform the bonding ritual. I would rather have you as my bondmate, go through the rites and vows, than not have you at all."

She was already asleep, her breathing soft and even. It's high time you feel me again inside you, my horny radiant star. Tonight, I will give you what your pregnant body craves so much.

I will make it happen, and this time, I will take steps to ensure we see it through to the end-even if I have to do something I'm not particularly fond of.

PRINCESS EMERIEL

Emeriel wouldn't go so far as to say she was avoiding her beloved. But if one were to put it that way… well, there was little she could do to deny it.

She was beyond mortified. Embarrassment didn't even begin to cover it. Chagrined… that, and so much more.

The things she had said. The things she had done in the early morning hours.

As soon as she'd woken that afternoon, the memories had been merciless, striking her and bludgeoning her. She had wanted nothing more than for the ground to open and swallow her whole.

But, of course, the ground had done no such thing, because her luck was dreadful.

So, she had done the next best thing. She had quickly freshened up and all but fled to the plantations, spending the remainder of the day there. She kept herself busy inspecting crops, checking for pests, issuing instructions to the workers. But her mind…

Her mind was on her highly unladylike behavior. On the crude things she had said. Words that belonged in the shadowed corners of a brothel, not from a princess's lips.

When it came time to rest, she sat beneath the shaded expanse of an old tree, one hand resting over her belly as she watched the workers in the distance.

"My princess," one of the young girls approached, offering a respectful bow. "Will you be meeting the court scribe today?"

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She was supposed to. She helped her grand king with paperwork, easing his burdens in whatever small way she could, but today… Emeriel shook her head, and the girl left. Not today.

She would not be collecting parchments. Not if it risked running into him.

"Sometimes in the dark of night when he is away, I part my thighs, and I touch myself. I pretend it's him."

She winced, squeezing her eyes shut. Oh, by the stars…

But in the midst of her mortification came a memory that warmed her heart despite everything. The way he held her, spoke to her, looked at her.

"It doesn't matter if our bond doesn't return. We will perform a bonding ritual. I would rather have you as my bondmate, go through the rites and vows, than not have you at all."

Her chest filled with something tender, and she blinked hard against the tears stinging her eyes. She still couldn't quite believe he'd said that.

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