That Prince is a Girl the Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate - Chapter 315

Chapter 315:

RAZARR

Razarr’s jaw hung slack, stunned by the news. The sword he had been polishing hovered in his grasp, forgotten. Galeb, his third-in-command, had similarly abandoned his task of cleaning their shield, equally shocked.

“Are you certain of what you just said?” Razarr finally managed, his eyes fixed on his second.

“Absolutely,” Mich said gravely. “I doubted it myself at first, but my source is impeccable.”

Razarr continued to stare, half-expecting Mich to break into laughter and reveal it all as a joke. But after centuries of fighting side by side, Razarr knew Mich was not one to trifle with such matters.

“Emeriel is a girl?” The words felt absurd even as he spoke them.

“Not only that,” Mich continued, his voice low, “she’s a Syren who just went through her first heat. And spent it with the grand king.”

“Impossible!” Galeb hissed. “This is madness!”

Yet, a strange sense of clarity washed over Razarr. The pieces of the puzzle were finally clicking into place—the feral beast’s odd behavior toward the boy, the unexplainable events surrounding Emeriel… it all made a twisted kind of sense now. This was the missing link.

“Are you absolutely sure your sources are reliable, Mich?” Galeb pressed. “I trust your judgment, but this…”

“I kept watch on the boy, as ordered,” Mich explained. “But he vanished from the fortress a few days ago. Initially, I assumed it was a harmless escapade. He was at a high lord’s estate, and I thought perhaps there was a… sexual thing going on. But after two days passed with no sign of him, I grew suspicious. Especially when all the male staff had been dismissed, replaced by female soldiers.”

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“The telltale sign of a heat,” Razarr murmured, tracing the grooves of his sword with a fingertip.

“Exactly.” Mich sat beside them. “But I had to be certain. So I had one of the soldiers taken by my men. He wouldn’t divulge a thing, no matter how much we… persuaded him.” Mich snorted. “Damn thing was loyal to a fault. But when I heard in the fortress that the grand king was off helping a young female through her heat, my suspicions grew. Still, I needed confirmation. So, I had my men kidnap the soldier’s bondmate and threatened to slit her throat if he didn’t talk.”

Galeb hummed in approval. “Then, he talked, I assume.”

“Spilled everything. The boy is actually a girl. A Syren.”

“No shit,” Galeb chuckled. “The little cunt deceived us all. Finally, a real reason to eliminate the boy. This crime will get him publicly executed. The Master is going to love this. A lot,” Galeb added with relish.

“My thoughts exactly. We inform him upon his return,” Mich agreed.

“We need to eliminate the girl. Fast,” Razarr spoke up.

“Should we?” Galeb hesitated. “But… Lord Zaiper—”

“Lord Zaiper is in the mountains and won’t return until tomorrow or the next day, depending on how fast he concludes his dealings. That girl needs to be gone sooner than that. He always wanted that boy dead.” Razarr rose and began to pace, his mind racing. “Her recovery should be over soon. This time, we kill her for good.”

“That boy-girl, Emeriel—she’s as fast as a cheetah, maybe even faster. Have you forgotten?” Galeb’s lip thinned. “Knowing she’s a girl makes it even more embarrassing how she outran our men last time.”

“Not this time,” Razarr countered with the barest hint of a smile. “It’s impossible to have that much energy immediately after heat recovery.”

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