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

Chapter 794 Chapter 794: It had felt too real. Like a distant memory that simply shouldn't have existed. The hand of her great lord rested protectively over the curve of her swollen belly. In silence, his fingers traced slow, soothing circles across the rounded shape. The tension that had kept him rigid gradually melted away. "Do you know why I call you bird?" he asked softly. "No," she turned her face slightly toward him. "But I've always wondered." "When a Urekai is truly happy, they describe it as having wings and soaring through the skies.

I never understood those words until you came into my life." He nestled into the crook of her neck. "You gave me wings." "Because of you, this old male takes his first flight toward everything he ever longed for." "There were many wonderful birds in my past... but it was one small, special bird that helped me rise again." "Oh, Vladya..." she sighed, her heart aching with tenderness as she nestled against him and closed her eyes. "She turned out to be the most magnificent bird of all. A gentle dove who opened her wings and let this staggering, ragged creature find refuge.

In her shelter, he held on, grew new wings, and learned to fly again." She had never realized just how deep that love ran. And now, she- Longed to hear more. "Say it again," she whispered. "My bird," his voice was soft. "My special flying dove, with the strong wings of an albatross." Aekeira's heart swelled until it felt too big for her chest. "I love you so much." "I love you too." Aekeira's eyes flew open. She tried to turn in his arms to see his face, but his hand stopped her gently, holding her where she lay.

Updates loaded at g@lnoνes․com S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. "Rest, my princess," he murmured. She went still, though her eyes stung. Her heart was bursting. It was the first time he had ever answered her with those words. "Forgive me for taking so long to say it." Vladya pressed a kiss to her bare shoulder. "But I've always felt it. Right here, in the dead shell you brought back to life. I love you, Aekeira Maranthine Evenstone." She sobbed softly and smiled.

"I love you too." "Now I've distressed you," he said, worried. A choked laugh escaped her as she shook her head. "It's a sweet sorrow." He chuckled under his breath and held her tighter. They stayed like that for a long time, Aekeira listening to the rhythm of his breathing, letting the silence wrap around them like a second blanket. . . .