That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate novel Chapter 126

Chapter 126 

“Do you think he suspects?” the girl asked at last, breaking the silence. 

Alviara shook her head slowly. “I doubt it. But then, who can truly know the workings of his mind?” A pause, “What is your 

name 

“Emeriel.” 

“Emeriel.” The name was like a caress on Alviara’s tongue. “Ah, the human prince? Stolen from court by the beast? The one whom a slave master met his end for daring to defile? It all makes sense now.” 

The girl, Emeriel, swayed on her feet, her face pale and drawn. 

Alviara reached out a hand to steady her. “Are you alright?” 

“The feeding. It… uhh…,” 

“Blood drunk?” Alviara’s eyebrows shot up in disbelief. “You feel intoxicated?” 

Emeriel let out a sheepish sigh. “A little.” 

“Huh. Guess what they say is true. Soulbonds really are the whole package,” Alviara said in disbelief, “Well, human, I will be on my way. Tonight was… interesting. Let’s do it again sometime 

Alviara started to walk away, then paused, turning back. “Do you want my advise?” 

Emeriel shrugged, her eyes still closed. 

“Hide your identity as long as you can. Nothing good will come from the discovery of your secret. That male loved his bondmate deeply, and he lost her in a way you already know. If you ask me, it is probably best if His Grace never finds out. It would likely be in your best interest” 

Alviara cocked her head to the side. “Although fate seems to have a hand here. Well, let fate play its part, but do not force Stay away from his bloodhost, she is a vixen who will tear you apart once she finds out what you are.” She turned to face the exit, but looked back. “Stay safe, and I wish you luck, human. With a male like the grand king, you will need all the luck in the world.” 

AEKERIA 

The Lantern Festival was everything Aekeira had imagined it would be. Standing beside Amie in the bustling square, she watched in awe as hundreds of lanterns ascended into the twilight sky. 

Each glowing orb carried wishes and dreams, transforming the square into a canvas of light and color. The joyous laughter and excited chatter of the crowd were infectious, a chorus of “oohs” and “ahhs” rippled through the air. 

Ackeira’s heart was filled with joy, now understanding the allure of Urekai festivals. 

Yet, beneath the surface of this euphoria, a grating worry twisted in her gut whenever her thoughts drifted to Em 

This morning, whispers of what happened the previous night had reached her ears. Em’s daring act of serving the king’s dinner, a maid going into full heat, and the chaos it unleashed upon the unbonded males of the fortress. 

Ackeira had found it hard to believe, but not as hard as she had found Em’s confession about how intimate she had gotten with the grand king. 

“Too dangerous, Emeriel! What were you thinking?” Ackeira hissed reproachfully. She had wanted to grab Em by the shoulders and shake some sense into her. To protect her from her own reckless heart. “What if he found out? Are you that 

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eager to lose your life? 

“I try to fight it, but it’s so hard. I wish to be near him, always,” Em had said in a soft, broken whisper, her eyes brimming with tears. “My heart aches for him. I yearn for him, like fire in my blood. Crave him so much. You would not understand, Ackeira” 

The fight had drained out of Ackeira. Because she really was beginning to understand. 

Who was she to preach caution and self–control when her own thoughts constantly returned to Lord Vladya 

The warmth that bloomed in her belly at the mere thought of him was unavoidable. Undeniable, 

Memories of their sexual intimacy and bloodfeeding flickered through her mind, raising goosebumps along her skin 

“Ackeira?” Amie nudge her. “You’re lost in your own world again And why that secret smile!” 

“It’s nothing” Arkeira quickly composed herself, her cheeks flushing as her gaze returned to the kaleidoscope of lights: above. “The festival is simply breathtaking” 

“Is it not?” Amie sighed, her eyes sparkling with joy. “I have never seen slaves so happy.” 

“Uh–huh- 

Lord Vladya had carried her. Cradled her in his arms through the woods. 

She remembered the feel of those strong arms encircling her, lifting her in the woods. Those piercing gray eyes staring down at her as if she was all that muttered at that moment. 

What are you doing. Aekeira! Do NOT read into it. This is Lord Vladya we’re talking about, remember? He would sooner kill à humani than care for one. Do NOT do that to yourself, you idio 

The memory of his touch lingered like a ghost of warmness refusing to fade 

“Look, It’s Hamel. He is coming this way, Amie said in a hushed tone. 

Hansel approached them with his shy smile and dimpled cheeks Hi. Have you not floated your lantern yet?” 

Ackeira shook her head, clutching the delicate paper orbs protectively. “Not yet. I’m not ready to let it go.” 

Hansel’s smile widened. “Lanterns will float till morning. You can take your time.” 

Amie shot Arkeira a knowing wink before disappearing into the crowd. 

“You look pretty tonight” His gaze lingered on her gown. 

“Thanks.” Aekeira smoothed down the simple fabric. It was nothing fancy, but it was a far cry from the drab slave uniforms they usually wore. 

“Where is your brother?” Hansel asked, glancing around 

“He’s… with another group,” Aekeira lied.