That Prince is a Girl the Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate - Chapter 381

Chapter 381:

A mistress or a lady of considerable rank, judging by her attire and the presence of soldiers behind her. She was a bit on the thick side, her face strikingly pretty, with an air of confidence that demanded attention. Aekeira hadn’t seen her before.

“Emeriel?” The woman glanced at Aekeira before her gaze settled on Emeriel.

Em stepped forward. “I am Emeriel.”

The woman’s eyes lingered on Emeriel for a moment, studying her intently before she said, “I am Lady Morina.”

Morina. Where had Aekeira heard that name before?

“The fourth ruler’s bondmate,” the woman added.

Ah.

Aekeira inclined her head, and Emeriel followed suit. Grand Lord Ottai’s bondmate had barely left the eastern wings in recent years. Aekeira knew they had lost their only son. Could that be why Lady Morina had secluded herself in their domain?

The lady reached for Emeriel’s hand. “I know we were never acquainted, but I have heard so much about you—both of you. I wish we had more time to get to know each other. Unfortunately, over the years, I have barely left Mabblewood.” Her eyes turned sad.

“I won’t take up much of your time,” Morina said, reaching into the folds of her gown and retrieving three small bottles. “Take this, Emeriel.” She pressed the bottles into Emeriel’s hands.

Emeriel stared down at the bottles in confusion. “What…?”

“It’s a herbal mixture. These three bottles should last you anywhere from five to ten years.”

“What’s it for?” She looked from the bottles to Lady Morina.

“You don’t need it, but I’d like you to have it anyway. I can’t imagine how difficult this must have been for you, being his Soulbond. I wish he would see your departure for the horrible mistake it really is.” Lady Morina took Aekeira’s hand, squeezing it too. “Both of your males are blind to what is right in front of them.”

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Aekeira felt a lump rising in her throat. Hades, she was going to cry again, wasn’t she?

Lady Morina turned her focus back to Emeriel, gesturing to the bottles in her hand. “Those are heat suppressors. A spoonful every month will suppress your heat for as long as you take them. They are rarely used because they cost an arm and a leg, but they are highly effective.”

Emeriel stared wordlessly at the bottles.

“I know the rational choice would be to move on. Find a suitable human male, settle down, and live your own life.” Lady Morina’s eyes softened. “But the selfish, hopeful Urekai in me couldn’t just stay silent and do nothing, so I am giving you the choice.

You can throw the suppressors away and live your life fully, or use them. If you do not wish to spend your heat with others, and you wish to wait for him… you may take them.”

Lady Morina released their hands, stepping back. “I wish both of you happiness. Heaven knows you deserve it after everything you have endured.”

Turning to leave, she stopped mid-step, her eyes once again on Emeriel. “There is something else you need to know, another reason suppressors are not widely used. They have dangerous aftereffects. The longer you take them, the worse your next heat will be when you stop. It will be even more intense than your past heat. Life-threatening. So be sure of your choice, dear Emeriel.”

The lady walked away, and Emeriel looked down at the bottles in her hand.

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