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

Chapter 636
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Chapter 636: Daemonikai broke the silence.

"Can Vladya recover his soul without the use of black magic?" The Oracle's expression grew somber.

"Our kind is powerful. Many things are possible-if one is willing to lose something of great value in return. It is either dark magic or magical artifacts." Daemonikai's heart sank.

"This will crush Vladya," he told her.

"He was so hopeful..." The Oracle wavered.

"There is a ritual I can attempt." "Really?" Daemonikai's gloom vanished.

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"That would be-" "The success rate is really low. Perhaps twenty percent," she interrupted firmly.

"If there is a success rate, then it's a chance worth taking," Daemonikai said.

"You were the one who toldto have a little faith, were you not? I'm sure Vladya would not hesitate at all. He's cso far, and he's finally happy again. I hope what he has with Emeriel's sister lasts. If he can get his soul back, that's one less thing to worry about." "Hmm." Daemonikai's gaze darkened.

"I still cannot believe he performed Havʼzie de Baah that night. Nor can I believe the gods took but gave nothing back. His bondmate still died." The Oracle kept quiet.

Only after a long pause did she speak.

"The world is not always as black and white as it seems, Grand King." Continue r3@ding at gl.☐☐☐ Daemonikai rolled his eyes.

"I'm afraid this is where we part ways, Your Majesty," the Oracle said as they reached the towering entrance gates of the fortress.

Daemonikai halted as she did.

"Thank you for stopping by. And... for waking." The old woman inclined her head, her silvery hair catching the last rays of light. She turned to leave, but hesitated.

"Her next heat is close," she said suddenly, those black-and-gold eyes pinning his.

"Very close. A mini-heat, but may be as agonizing as a full one. If not more." Daemonikai tensed. That had been weighing on his mind too, more than he let on.

The thought of Emeriel suffering through something worse than her full heat two years ago bothered him greatly. The Oracle pinned him with a serious look.

"Listen to her body. Notice even the smallest detail. Then listen to your own, and simply... be you. That is the only way you can help her." Committing those words to memory, his head bobbed once.

"I shall heed your warnings." A rare flicker of empathy entered her ancient eyes.

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"I also apologize for the young princess you both lost," she said quietly.

"But who knows? The gods may smile upon you and bless you with another. If not now, then somewhere in the future." A daughter.

His child with Emeriel would have been... a girl.

It was a dagger to the chest.

Daemonikai looked away, willing the pain in his heart to subside. Them Oracle resumed her slow departure, and he watched her go, feeling a whirlwind of emotions.

But just as she reached the edge of the courtyard, her voice carried back to him, slightly raised but still calm. "And who said the soul exchange spell did not work, Great Grand King?" she said.

"It did. Just... not in the way Vladya expected. He will understand with time."