Chapter 645: "Alright, alright," Emeriel said, helping her strip away the layers of damp clothing, working as quickly as she could.
Within moments, Aekeira lay naked beneath the sheets, her skin flushed, her breath uneven.
Emeriel bit her lip. Despite her excitement over this breakthrough for her sister, she was worried out of her mind. Trying hard not to dwell on the fact that, very soon, the painful waves of full heat would begin—and Aekeira's male was still halfway across the world.
Pulling away from her sister, who had curled into herself, Emeriel motioned for Madam Livia to follow her outside, far enough to be out of earshot.
"Why not a mini heat?" The hushed whisper held a great deal of Emeriel's worry.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Why shove her straight into a full heat?” Her gaze flicked back to the room.
"She's not ready for this, Madam Livia." The head maid appeared just as worried, even as she said, "Every person's heat is different, Princess. We can only hope hers is not as intense as yours." Scratching at her neck, Emeriel shook her head.
"I'm sick with unease. Do you think Lord Ottai has already sent the bird?" "Are you alright?" Madam Livia's brows pinched as she studied Emeriel closely.
"You seem restless, too." "Of course, I am restless! I do not know my sister's fate right now." Emeriel began to pace the short corridor, wringing her hands together.
"Her fever is burning so intensely; I swear I can almost feel the heat myself—" “What I am hearing, is it true?" Grand Lord Ottai's deep voice boomed down the hall, and a moment later, he appeared with his soldiers.
"Is Aekeira truly going into heat?" Madam Livia bowed deeply.
"Yes, Your Majesty. It's really true." "Oh, by the gods! Oh, Ukrea!" A wide smile split the Grand Lord's face.
"She's a Syren! She's really in heat—hell, I can smell her all the way from over here. Her scent is too strong." Turning to Emeriel with excitement, he pulled her into a bear hug, lifting her off her feet.
"You and your sister are compatible with my kind!" Emeriel let out a startled laugh, swallowing a wince as her skin prickled and burned in response to his touch.
"I am so relieved, so ecstatic, I could kiss you right now if I were not certain the ancient one would sendsix feet below for it!" Lord Ottai exclaimed.
The newest releases are at gVl"This is the best news I've heard all week." Unable to bear his touch any longer, Emeriel wiggled out of his grasp.
"I am just as excited, Your Majesty," she said, catching her breath.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"But let us hope Lord Vladya arrives before the waves start." As if doused with cold water, the smile vanished from the ruler's face, and his expression paled.
"Yes, yes, about that," Lord Ottai spoke.
"I have already sent out the message. I dispatched one of our fastest m messenger birds. At this point, we can only hope..."
Grand Lord Vladya and Grand King Daemonikai waited just outside the Oracle's Hayen. The royal entourage had already proceeded to the shrine for the celestial offering. Her dwelling bore celestial patterns intertwined with ancient runes, glowing faintly under the shifting light.
The oak door creaked open, and the Oracle emerged with her back ton them, balancing a bundle of herbs in her arms. But when she turned and saw them, she looked surprised.