That Prince is a Girl the Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate - Chapter 402

Chapter 402:

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Sinai scoffed. “Yours and a few hundred others. Do not be delusional, Gaille. Your master belongs to no one and everyone.”

Gaille’s face reddened with anger, but she took a deep, measured breath.

Sinai watched, amused, as the other woman struggled to control her rage.

Finally, Gaille spoke through gritted teeth. “How would you like it if I perched around your master?”

Sinai’s laughter rang out through the corridor, sharp and mocking. “We both know you have tried before. Numerous times, even. He rejected you like a sack of rotten potatoes.”

Gaille’s handmaidens gasped in unison, their faces a vision of shock and outrage. Their mistress herself turned a deep, furious crimson, her veins pulsing visibly beneath her skin. Sinai half-expected her to shift right then and there.

“My master is wanted by all, but unattainable to any,” Sinai smiled. “Unlike your master, who mounts anything with a hole, male and female, anything with a pulse—or without one, for that matter.”

Gaille’s smile was a cruel slash across her face. “At least my master desires me,” she retorted, crossing her arms. “My master may take many, but he still values me.”

but he still wants me. I get naked, climb into his bed at night, and he welcomes me. Unlike you.” Sinai’s amusement faded.

“You are the only mistress of your master, yet unwanted by him,” Gaille pressed, smug. “Two millennia together, and he never chose you. He was Queen Evielyn’s from the start. Even after her death, he does not look at you. And now? Now, he belongs solely to Emeriel.”

Emeriel. The name hit Sinai like a punch to the gut.

Her blood boiled beneath her skin. “What did you just say to me?”

Lₐt℮st чhαptєrs ιn g𝓪l𝒏ovе𝓁𝒮.𝒸oм

Gaille stepped closer, her eyes glittering. “You heard me. He would rather belong to a human than to his Urekai mistress. One year with her was all it took to win his heart, while you have had two thousand years and couldn’t even make him glance your way.” Gaille’s laughter was a harsh, triumphant sound. “You, Mistress Sinai, are the joke of all jokes.”

A scream tore from Sinai’s throat as she shifted into her beast form, her muscles rippling and bones cracking.

Gaille mirrored her transformation, shifting as well.

With a roar, they lunged at each other, claws and fangs bared. Blood sprayed across the stone floor as claws raked through skin and fur, each trying to tear the other apart.

The handmaidens scattered, their screams distant.

In the back of her mind, Sinai knew the soldiers would soon arrive, and punishment would follow. But in that moment, she could not care less.

PRINCESS EMERIEL

“It’s beautiful at night, isn’t it?”

Emeriel turned, startled by Prince Daviel’s voice. Moonlight bathed the cliffside, glowing over the river below. “Your father will have my head if he sees you in this part of the palace, my prince,” she said reluctantly.

The prince merely smiled, stepping closer until he stood beside her at the cliff’s edge. “My father threatens it, but will never carry it out. For some reason, you and your pretty sister are off-limits.”

Emeriel returned her gaze to the stars.

A hand curled around her waist, and she flinched.

“The Urekai have my father’s breeches in a twist all day,” Daviel continued, oblivious to her discomfort. “I heard they are spending the night in town. Everyone vacated Home Merabis for them.”

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