RedNovelChapter 589: "Poor girl has fainted again." Gaille shook her head in pity. "She is strong, though, the princess. I never imagined a human could withstand so much. No wonder she's his soulmate. The gods do not make mistakes.” Zaiper grunted, unwilling to respond.
"I prayed for him this evening," Gaille continued idiotically, unaware of how she was ruining such a happy moment. "The shrines and prayer houses were filled to the brim. Everyone was praying for him. The people are devastated. They don't know what's happening." "We all hope for the best," Zaiper said in his sweetest tone, filled with pity and sorrow. "It would be terrible for this night to end tragically for his human. Such a dreadful situation." "They will overcthis." Gaille said firmly, as if to convince herself, rubbing the wet cotton ball over his swollen eye. "They have overcso many obstacles before. Our Grand King has faced countless challenges and triumphed. I believe they will rise above this, too." You foolish, deluded wench. I ought to throw you from this tower.
Swallowing his rage, Zaiper forced himself to remain composed. Nothing could ruin this night for him. It was the start of his victory.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe could feel it, taste it, hear it in the echoes of Emeriel's screams. The smell of victory was intoxicating.
MISTRESS SINAI In the stillness of the night, she tilted her head, listening to the sweet melodies drifting through the air.
Now, this is what festivities sound like.
Explore magic at ga l no vals,Earlier, when she'd first heard the commotion, she had been beside herself with worry, pacing the cramped space of her cell, a thousand questions swirling in her mind. What could possibly be happening out there? But a maid had arrived with food, and Sinai had cornered the young female, forcing the trembling maid to spill every detail.
Now, she couldn't stop smiling.
Overflowing with joy, practically glowing with delight.
So this is what it means when they say the gods answer prayers after all. Emeriel's chapter would end tonight. Not by Sinai's own hand, but by the hands of her Beloved. Her fated mate.
The poetic irony of it was almost too sweet to bear.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAnd even if the human somehow survived, even if she clung to life by smiracle, the nauseating romance between her and Daemonikai would officially crumble to dust.
There are swounds even a fated bond cannot repair.
As Emeriel's screams rang out in the distance, Sinai began to whistle her steps light as she spun around the ΕΥ confines of her cell.
Only a week ago, Emeriel's cries had been of an entirely different sortm Wails of pleasure spilled shamelessly into the night as she lay tangled in her Daemon's arms.
Sinai did not forget how sickening it to had been to listen to those revolting spunds
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