RedNovelChapter 728: "And you forget," Ottai added flatly.
"That over the millennia, thousands of Urekai have died at the hands of ferals, and countless females have died beneath them. Don't think you are beyond that fate." "I am. I am his Bloodhost, we share a bond. An active bond," she jabbed at Emeriel.
"If not for Fate's bitchy games, he would've been mine. Mine!" Emeriel smiled.
"But he's not yours and he never will be." The mistress snorted.
"We shall see.” She turned back to Lord Vladya.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You need me. I can do what the human cannot. It's been three days already. You need me, and you know it. Sendinside." Grand Lord Vladya looked at Emeriel, seeking her permission.
The truth was, she wanted the mistress to go in there. Not from spite-Emeriel refused to see herself as a rival to that woman-but she wished for Daemonikai to cback from the edge. If it took the mistress crossing that threshold, then so be it.
She gave a solemn nod.
Lord Ottai looked troubled but inclined his head in agreement.
Vladya swiveled his head once more to the mistress.
"I don't like this. Even if we allow it, there should be a safeguard—a word to call if it becomes too much. But that chamber is heavily fortified. Once the door is locked and the window shut, no sound will escape." "That's alright," the Mistress smirked, smug.
"I don't need one. I'm not syoungling suffering through her first mini-heat, needing her mama to hold her hand." Vladya's scowl deepened.
"Once you step through that door, he will pounce on you. Are you sure—" "I am." Fishing out the key from his robes, the Third Ruler unlocked the heavy door.
Sinai gifted Emeriel one final, victorious smirk before stepping inside. The door shut behind her.
Emeriel slept poorly that night.
She tossed and turned, however awkwardly. Sleep refused her, regardless of how tightly she shut her eyes and cleared her mind.
By first light, she was up, dressed, and on her way to Blackstone.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYaz informed her that His Majesty was in Aekeira's chambers, where she headed. There, she waited, her fingers knotted in the folds of her gown as she paced. At last, the door opened, and Grand Lord Vladya emerged, his robes hastily thrown on, his hair tousled from sleep.
Read right at gno"Aekeira?" she asked at once.
"She sleeps," he answered, leading her down the hall.
They reached the sealed corridor, where Lord Ottai was already waiting. At the doors, Vladya turned to her.
"If things are bad, Ottai will take you out of here. You don't need to see it.” Emeriel dodded. Lord Vladya stepped forward and opened the window. He gave a subtle flinch and shut it.
He looked at Lord Ottai, giving him a sharp, wordless nod.
The Fourth Ruler cto her side, grasping her shoulder as he steered her away. Emeriel did not resist, followin him through the exit and onto the balcony. But she did something she shouldn't. She looked back.
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