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

Chapter 880 Chapter 880: What does it feel like to know you will die in this world without ever sitting on the First Throne? To leave this life without even catching a whiff of the power of supreme rule? Don't let it affect you. Do not let it affect you. Don't react. Don't give him the satisfaction. What does it feel like to know that every move you made, every plan you set in motion, was in vain because the gods have returned everything you took from us? I have a soul bond and two strong, wonderful offspring. Vladya also has a soul bond and an heir. The female Ottai?

She's pregnant, did you know? "Shut your mouth!" Zaiper roared, thrashing violently. The chains clanged like wild thunder, digging into his flesh. Daemonikai simply raised an eyebrow. "Ah. I forgot to mention... you were probably wondering what last night's celebration was about. Well, Vladya reclaimed her soul. The final ritual was a success yesterday." Zaiper screamed again with rage, fury, pure animal madness. He struggled against the chains like a dying beast, writhing as if only his hatred could break the steel. I'll kill him! I'll tear his throat out with my teeth!

Daemonikai leaned back in a relaxed pose, observing indifferently, as if Zaiper were merely throwing a tantrum. "Yes," the man continued coldly, "Vladya feels whole now. The man you always mocked for being cursed, then took his companion away. But she returned to him, not only as a lover compatible with him but as his destined mate." Daemonikai's lips curled. "And then there's you. Hanging here like a corpse in my dungeon. With a dead lover, no heir, no legacy. No..." Zaiper's scream came from the deepest part of his soul. "Don't you dare speak of him!" "Who?

Are you referring to the dead lover?" Daemonikai smiled with self-satisfaction, adding, "I never told you, did I? How good it felt to kill him." galnσvєs.m - your update hub Zaiper struggled even harder. One leg jerked with such force that the chain tightened, almost dislocating him, but Zaiper didn't care. He writhed and growled like a wild animal. "His spine snapped in two when it hit my knees... that sound... it stayed with me for months. It had a tone even better than a harp." "Fuck you, Daemonikai! I'll kill you, goddamn it!" Zaiper was completely out of control. . . .

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