That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

Captive Slave 295

Chapter 295

"Please, get up." She tried to pull him upright, but it was like

trying to lift a slab of solid rock.

"I need you to helphere," she said in a strained voice, bracing herself as she slid both hands under his arms

to support

him.

Another heavy sigh. But, he moved, pushing himself off the floor. As he stood to his full height, he leaned heavily

against her, burying his face into the crook of her neck.

"For someone who's only a dream," he murmured in a muffled voice against her skin, "you smell incredible."

Then, he pulled back, the haze in his eyes clearing. "Emeriel? What are you doing here? You should be in bed."

"I'm fine right where | am." Her eyes swept the room again, taking in the disorder. "What are you doing,

Daemon? This isn't you."

He looked away, "Well, it seems | do not know myself anymore, anyway."

"Come, let's get out of

here. We can wait in the study while the servants clean up."

Battle warred in his face. He looked at her with pain and hesitation as though he couldn't decide whether to

accept the hand she was offering or to retreat further into the darkness.

"Emeriel..."

"Please," she urged, taking his hand in hers. "Do it for me."

After a long, tense pause, he let her guide him toward the door. But just as they reached it, he stopped.

"Why don't you wait in my study?" he said, his tone quieter now. More careful. "I could... also use a bath."

Emeriel wanted to argue.

Every instinct screamed at her not to let him out of her sight, not in the state he was in. But the pleading look in

his eyes gave her pause.

He was asking for space, asking for smeasure of control over himself.

"Okay,” she released his hand. "But I'll be waiting for you."

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Busying herself with a historical book on his shelf, Emeriel waited in the dim study, the soft light from the

fireplace flickering across the room.

The creak of the door snapped her head up. Daemonikai stepped into the study, closing the door quietly behind

him.

He looked like himself again.

Gone were the filthy, wrinkled nightrobes, replaced with one of his heavy black garments embroidered with white

designs along the hem and cuffs. His long hair was neatly combed and tied back at his nape, ca "I apologize for

keeping you waiting," His deep voice was soft as he walked toward her.

"| didn't notice," Emeriel held up the book briefly before setting it down. Letting her worry show as she studied

him. "How do you feel? You did have a lot to drink."

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"You are worried about me?" He stopped just in front of her, those emerald eyes locking onto hers, "I should be

asking you that question, not the other way around." His gaze dropped. His voice carried shame. "There are no

words to describe how | feel for what | did. None that could articulate how deeply sorry 1 am." Emeriel didn't wait

for him to say more, closing the remaining distance between them and wrapping her arms around his neck.

He stiffened instantly. Taut like a bowstring drawn too tightly.

"Please hold me," she whispered.

For the longest moment, he didn't react.

Then, at last, his arms caround her.

Slowly at first,

then tightly. Desperately. Drawing her closer, clutching her in a way that made her gasp. Clinging to her like a

drowning man who finally found something solid to hold on to.

"lI am so sorry from the depths of my heart," he breathed, burying his face into the curve of her neck. "I know

those words are inadequate. A feeble attempt to make up for-"

"Give yourself a break," she interrupted in a small voice as she nuzzled against his neck. Ravenously breathing in

his familiar scent. "Doone favor. Stop hating yourself. Stop the guilt, the anger. We have be through

this...together."

"No, there is nothing worse than this. There is..." a shaky breath. "I have prepared a special carriage and

entourage to see you hsafely."

Emeriel bit her lips.

"For so long, | wanted to hold onto you," Daemonikai said, lowly. "You were the one bright star in a sky so dark it

swallowed everything else wanted to keep you for myself. But my mind is unstable again, Emeriel. What I did to

you... | cannot bear the thought of it happening again."

She pulled

back just enough to look him in the eyes, cupping his face. Her palms were warm against his cool skin as she

tilted his head so he couldn't look away.

"lI am going to say this once.

Just once. And | want you to listen to me, Daemon. Truly listen."

His conflicted eyes searched hers.

"First of all, | knew exactly what | was getting into when |

fell in love with you," she stated firmly. "For the Light-

Gods' sake, | loved your mad beast first. Did you hear me?"

"Your mindless, raging, mad

beast-was my first love. Do yey know

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roses. Our love has thorns, and that's okay. | love you, Grand King Daemonikai, and we will fight this-whatever it

is."

Her eyes bore into his, letting him see

all the fight and determination in her

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tattered soul. "So, pies ress you

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"You do not understand, Emeriel." Her male shook his head in sheer misery. "This is not a one-

toccurrence. It will not just pass."

She stopped breathing. "What?"

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