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

Chapter 888 Chapter 888: She walked toward eternity, and it seemed he was determined to keep that promise. He wasn't the only one she had helped. Unfortunately, the other two couples didn't have happy endings. In both cases, Emeriel had to admit the heartbreaking truth: they weren't compatible. No matter how much they believed they were in love, it was better to end things now than to endure the devastation of a failed union ritual later. It was never easy. They rarely took the news well at the time. There were tears, even anger.

But time brought clarity, and in the end, they always returned to her with gratitude. So it was safe to say that the people of Urekai treated her like a treasure. Lord Ottai had once told her that his great-grandmother was revered for being a bondseer. But Emeriel had never truly understood what that meant until now. With each passing day, the reverence they showed her became more evident. It humbled her deeply, making her feel loved and blessed. She would never take it for granted. In the days that followed, many humans chose to return to their homelands.

Caravans left the gates of the Citadel, guarded by Urekai troops, bound for the human kingdoms. But others chose to stay. Emeriel's heart was further moved when Madam Livia and Amie came to her and announced they would stay. She officially employed them in the Citadel and enrolled them in formal study houses. Madam Livia refused to attend etiquette school. "I'm too old for delicate things." "Good manners," she said with a laugh, but joined Amie in the academic halls. Amie, for her part, threw herself completely into both programs. Emeriel was quietly satisfied.

Prince Daviel had written to her a few days earlier. His father was gravely ill; his health was rapidly declining with the arrival of winter. Daviel had begun to take on more responsibilities, preparing for the inevitable. Emeriel had sent her condolences. But, truth be told, she didn't care at all. The best reads are at gⱯlnσνℓs․cøm If the tyrant king died, it had been a long time coming. Daviel, despite all his flaws, would be a far better ruler than his father ever was. . . .