RedNovelChapter 681: But as Vladya led her closer, Daemonikai caught her scent.
And went still.
"Your Grace?" Emeriel had noticed his sudden tension.
He lifted her gently, setting her aside, and rose to his feet. Moving deliberately past her, he settled his eyes fully on her sister.
"May I scent her?" Daemonikai asked Vladya, calmly.
Vladya's brow furrowed.
"Is everything all right? I—" "Vladya," he snapped, adding command to his voice.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I, the grand king, am formally requesting permission to scent one of my subject's females. Unless you are prepared to defy me, you will obey." The room tensed.
Vladya's spine went ramrod straight, the playfulness vanishing from his demeanor.
A breath hitched nearby.
"Daemon?" Emeriel's voice was soft with concern.
But he did not look away from Vladya, nor did he waver.
"Shall I proceed, or will you deny me?" A long silence stretched between them.
Vladya gave a slow nod at last.
"You may go ahead." Aekeira, however, pressed herself deeper into him, trying to disappear into his body.
The poor girl. Perhaps she feared Daemonikai had lost his mind again. Sighing inwardly, he gave the command. "Cto me, Aekeira Maranthine Evenstone." Wide, uncertain eyes lifted to Vladya, seeking guidance.
Daemonikai saw the tightness in his friend's jaw as he ground his teeth together, but in the end, Vladya gave a curt nod. Aekeira made a small, despairing sound in her throat.
The girl had always been afraid of him, but now was not the tto dispel that fear. In fact, Daemonikai needed it. The sharper her distress, the stronger her scent would emerge.
She crossed the space between them, walking with heavy, hesitant steps.
Beside him, Emeriel was taut as a bowstring, but she did not interfere.
"Bare your neck to me." A shudder rippled through Aekeira, her fear scent growing stronger, mingling with her natural fragrance. But she obeyed.
Tilting her head to the side, she closed her eyes, breathing quick and shallow.
Read more stories now gVlnovsDaemonikai reached forward, drawing her closer. Lowering his head, he pressed his face to her throat and took a long, deep sniff.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThere it was. Osmanthus and lily.
Faint, but indisputable.
"Most times, her male is the last to know, for his senses have long been conditioned to his female's scent and no longer perceive when something has changed." Daemonikai recited from memory. "Book of Fertility and Younglings, page twenty-four." "What is going on?" Vladya pulled Aekeira back to his chest, still wound with tension.
"Why are you reciting random quotes?" Daemonikai arched a brow.
"Fear not, my mind is intact. For now," he said casually, stepping back.
"And it is hardly a random passage, given that your female is with child.
You may want to summon a healer soon." GRAND LORD ZAIPER
"You return too soon, Second Ruler of the great Urai." emerged fra The dark mage from the m the shadows. "It usually takes centuries. To what do I owe this visit?"
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