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PART 2.GRAND LORD VLADYAFour hours later. The news spread like wildfire throughout the kingdom of Urai. Sounds of jubilant revelry ricocheted through the streets as citizens celebrated in their beast forms, engaging in playful duels and hunts commemorating the return of their beloved ruler.Within the fortress, however, the atmosphere was more subdued. The initial excitement had given way to a quiet vigil as the crowds in the grand king's bedchamber thinned. Lord Vladya had dismissed the swarm of well-wishers, leaving only himself and the royal healer to attend to Daemonikai.Although Daemonikai's body had fought off the worst of the poison, they had taken no chances. He had been administered healing herbs and potions and nourished with Sinai's blood."A few hours of rest should dispel the remaining toxins, Your Highness," the healer assured Vladya. "He will make a full recovery.""Thank you, Faiwick. You are dismissed."Left alone, Vladya gazed upon the sleeping Daemonikai, sti
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GRAND LORD VLADYAThe door creaked open, and Grand Lord Vladya entered the chamber. Daemonikai did not turn, his back still to the room, but Vladya didn't need him to.He crossed the space with silent steps, taking his place beside his oldest friend at the window.Waves of sorrow and despair radiated from Daemonikai, grief hanging in the air.How does one comfort a male who has awakened to the loss of everything he held dear?Vladya had no answers, so he simply stood in silence."You shouldn't have brought me back," Daemonikai's voice was a low rasp. "Why did you?""You had no right to leave," Vladya stated casually, his gaze fixed on the moonlit field below.Daemonikai whipped around, his eyes blazing. "What the hell, Vladya?""You had no right to leave like that!" Vladya's voice rose, the words torn from him in a torrent of pent-up emotion. "No right to run away. To hide. What happened to 'we are in this together?' You always told me so. What happened to 'I will always be here?'"Rag
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CHAPTER 3.GRAND LORD VLADYA"This has never happened before in our history. This... coming back from a feral state. How did I return?" Daemonikai pulled back, his gaze sharpened, filled with seriousness.Vladya was beginning to suspect he might have an inkling as to why. But he still needed confirmation. "I'm not entirely certain myself. How much do you remember?""Very little." The grand king pressed a hand to his forehead, a frown creasing his brow. "It's all... hazy. Like an empty space in my mind, filled with a dense fog. All I was aware of was the passage of time.""Nothing else?" Vladya pressed, his lips thinning. "You have no memory of my visits? Not even a flicker of recognition?""Nothing," Daemon admitted, "Perhaps it will all return with time. I still can't fathom it... to think five hundred years have passed since..." His voice trailed off, the pain of his loss evident in his eyes.A tense silence stretched between them."What was it like? Being feral?" Vladya asked.Daemo
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"Have you seen their grand king yet?" Erin asked Ham, another slave working beside her. Their voices were hushed, but Emeriel's ears perked up at the mention of the king."No," Ham shook her head, her hand deftly unearthing a stubborn weed. "But I am curious to see him. The rumors I've heard about him since I was a youngling kept me far away from his beast form when he was feral. Urekai have a wealth of legends, and for thousands of years, they've been regarded as one of the strongest species. This grand king was nearly in every tale.""They say his bondmate tamed him," Erin added, her voice tinged with awe. "According to one legend, he was a cold and aloof young grand king before he found his mate. A ruthless warrior who killed without hesitation or remorse. Always eager for battle and the spoils of war. Other kingdoms trembled at his name. But the legend claims he mellowed due to his family. He became less bloodthirsty, more focused on ruling his people with wisdom and compassion."
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MISTRESS SINAI That night, Mistress Sinai, dressed in one of her finest nightgowns, stood before her mirror. The garment, a masterpiece of seduction, hugged her curves, its low neckline and short sleeves revealing tantalizing glimpses of skin.Meant to entice. Meant to enthrall.Sinai had a mission. Tonight, she would have Daemonikai in her arms again. Rekindle the flames of their past passion. For the first time in an eternity, he would be hers once more.A self-satisfied smile graced her lips as she consumed a potion laced with meccai leaves, a concoction that would enhance the allure of her natural scent. With newfound confidence, she turned and exited her chambers."His Grace is in his bedchambers." the Urekai maid bowed before discreetly withdrawing.Sinai made her way purposefully towards the king's chambers, her heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and nerves. She raised a hand and knocked. "It is I, Sinai, Your Grace," she announced softly.A moment of silence stretc
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Emeriel's heart skipped a beat, then began to race.He quickly finished dressing, his fingers fumbling with the fastenings of his tunic in his haste. With a final deep breath, he stepped out of his quarters and followed the soldier towards the imposing structure that housed Lord Vladya.Upon arrival, he was ushered to the door of the grand lord's private study. The Urekai maid who had escorted him withdrew, leaving Emeriel alone in front of the ornately carved wooden door. Raising his hand to knock, a knot of anxiety formed in his stomach. After a moment's hesitation, he rapped his knuckles against it."Enter," Lord Vladya's deep voice rumbled from within.Emeriel stepped into the familiar study, the heavy door clicking shut behind him with a soft thud. The air hung heavy with the scent of old parchment and beeswax candles.Lord Vladya leaned casually against his desk, arms folded across his chest. His piercing gray eyes bore into Emeriel, their intensity sending a shiver down his spi
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"Y-yes, your highness," Emeriel confessed, her voice barely a whisper."You have been deceiving us all this while. Making fools of us."Emeriel's legs gave way beneath her, and she sank to the floor, covering her chest. "It was never my intention, your Majesty, I swear it!""You understand the consequences for a slave harboring secrets, don't you?" Vladya asked, his voice measured. "Zaiper would have reminded you at every turn, I'm sure. Do you know the punishment for deception, Emeriel?"A tear escaped Emeriel's eye, tracing a path down her cheek. "Yes, Your Highness.""And yet, you did it anyway. You knew the penalty for those who lie to us, human or Urekai alike, yet you dared to deceive.""I know, but it was not a deliberate deception.” Emeriel's shoulders slumped, a defeated sigh escaping her lips. “I... I was raised this way. My parents hid my gender to protect me the moment I was born. I have lived this lie for so long that it feels more like a part of me than a secret.""When
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Emeriel stared at him, her mind reeling. Her jaw slack in disbelief."I-I don't know what to say. Th-Thank you, Your Highness," she finally managed to stammer out."Do not thank me." He picked up a jeweled goblet from the desk, staring at it distractedly. "Let's be clear. This is a temporary reprieve. I will not intervene on your behalf, nor will I appeal to the court. I will only pretend tonight never happened. As long as the court, as long as no one else discovers your secret, I will turn a blind eye."He dropped the goblet back with a clink, looking up at her. "But the moment your deception is revealed, all bets are off."She lowered her eyes to the floor.“As for you being Daemonikai’s Soulbond.” He tapped a silver letter opener rhythmically against the desk, his gaze fixed on her. “My first thought is to move you to one of our territories in the mountainside. As far from Daemonikai as possible. He does not need this right now. He has lost his entire family—his bondmate and offspr
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The thought of him losing himself that way again was completely terrifying. For one tiny moment, a small, uncertain voice—the voice of the girl whose body was put through the unimaginable—whispered... Run.Take his offer, and run far away."I see the fear in your eyes," his agonized voice was rough. "Oh, Emeriel… where do we go from here, when I’ve put you right back in a place where you have to fear me again?"Her throat worked tightly. Do not waver. Do not falter. "We will get through this," she said firmly. Spoken as much for herself as for him. "I am not running like a coward.""Running does not make you a coward. It makes you a survivor." With self-loath, he added. "Run, Emeriel. Run far away, beyond where these cursed hands can ever touch you again. If I have to resort to binding myself in chains laced with dragonblood and scented leaves from the Forest of Abadin, then you’ll know things have truly spiraled beyond my control."Emeriel took his hands in hers, bringing them to he
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“Please, get up.” She tried to pull him upright, but it was like trying to lift a slab of solid rock.“I need you to help me here,” she said in a strained voice, bracing herself as she slid both hands under his arms to support him.Another heavy sigh. But, he moved, pushing himself off the floor. As he stood to his full height, he leaned heavily against her, burying his face into the crook of her neck.“For someone who’s only a dream,” he murmured in a muffled voice against her skin, “you smell incredible.”Then, he pulled back, the haze in his eyes clearing. “Emeriel? What are you doing here? You should be in bed.”“I’m fine right where I am.” Her eyes swept the room again, taking in the disorder. “What are you doing, Daemon? This isn’t you.”He looked away. “Well, it seems I do not know myself anymore, anyway.”“Come, let’s get out of here. We can wait in the study while the servants clean up.”Battle warred in his face. He looked at her with pain and hesitation as though he couldn’
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PRINCESS EMERIELEmeriel stood before the tall mirror, staring at her reflection as Amie fastened the buttons down the back of her gown.The fabric felt soft against her skin, designed in a simple yet elegant style that prioritized comfort over extravagance.Behind her, the faint clinking of glass jars echoed as Madam Livia brewed her final portion of the morning.It’s been four days since she fully woke up. Most of Emeriel’s bruises had faded. Her face looked less pale, and the dark shadows under her eyes were fading too.Though her left arm still ached from time to time, the swelling had gone down, and she could now use it without much trouble. She flexed her fingers absently, with caution.“You look so beautiful, my princess,” Amie let out a wistful sigh, stepping back to admire her work.“Thank you, Amie.” Beautiful wasn’t the word she’d use, but at least she looked better than she had in recent weeks. That was enough for now.“Here,” Madam Livia came to her with a steaming wooden
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She wiped his arms and hands, her thumbs brushing over the calluses on his palms. Reaching for a small vial of soap, she poured a modest amount into her hands, lathering it before spreading it across his shoulders and back.At some point, he must have fallen asleep again. Because when he opened his eyes, the bath was over, and she was urging him out of the tub.She helped him dress, and now he stood in his nightclothes, her hands guiding him back to the bed.“Here,” she held up a small bottle of potion, bringing it to his lips. “Drink this.”When had Yaz brought the potion? He didn’t remember hearing the door, but it didn’t matter. The liquid slid down his throat with a faintly bitter aftertaste. He was so sleepy his eyes were barely open.“This will sting a bit,” she pressed a damp cloth to the cut on his cheek, just beside his scar. Her brow furrowed in concentration as she dabbed at his wounds. Beside his mouth. Near his shoulder blade.Her scent was like an elixir of some sort.
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PRINCESS AEKEIRAAt midnight, long after Emeriel had fallen asleep, Aekeira lay awake, staring at the ceiling.Her thoughts were restless, circling back to him.The bruises she had noticed days ago. The tension in his posture. The pain in his eyes.Sleep was impossible.Giving up, she rose quietly from the bed and slipped into the dark hallway. Taking the long, silent walk through the corridors, she made her way to the other side of the royal residence.She hesitated for a moment before knocking. Her nerves was suddenly all over the place.“Go away,” a growly voice barked from within.She knocked again.“Yaz, I swear I will have you beheaded if you don’t send whoever’s out there on their way!” He snapped dangerously.“It’s me, Your Highness,” she faltered, her voice quieter than she’d intended. “Aekeir—”The door swung open so fast she stumbled back.Grand Lord Vladya filled the doorway. His usually well-styled black hair was disheveled. The wild, unfocused look in his gray eyes told
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Emeriel was glad Daemonikai had returned to his senses. Whatever had overtaken him that night had been terrifying. Uncontrollable.She could still see the wild, vacant look in his eyes. She could still feel what had happened afterward.Shoving those vile, disturbing memories down, Emeriel thought of something else. The days before that horrible night. Their days together at the cottage.She thought of the male who was her soulmate. Who had never given up on her, even when she had given up on herself.Daemonikai had chased her tirelessly. Relentlessly. He had been determined to prove their bond deserved another chance.Her grand king had stood proudly in court and fought for her. Before an audience filled with those who hated her kind, he declared her his Soulbond. His Woman.And Emeriel wouldn’t lose him over this. Never.“I know that look.”Emeriel blinked, looking at her sister, whose head had lifted again to watch her. How long had she been observing her?Aekeira's brow lifted. “Y
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After them, Lord Ottai's bondmate came, breezing into the room with an elegance that belied her concern. She carried a bundle of fresh roses, their scent filling the room as she arranged them in a vase on the bedside table.“These should brighten your day, dear,” she said with a soft smile. “It’s so good to see you recovering.”Emeriel’s heart warmed by the gesture. “Thank you, my lady,”***As evening fell, the visitors trickled out one by one, leaving the room quiet once more.Emeriel lay propped up against a mound of pillows, her body sore but her mind finally at ease.Aekeira sat beside her on the edge of the bed, cradling a small bowl of steaming broth in her hands.“I told you, I’ve had enough,” Emeriel sighed.“You have not eaten properly in days,” Aekeira dipped the wooden spoon into the chicken broth and brought it to her lips. “Try to eat some more.”“Aekeira…” Emeriel groaned, sinking back into her pillows. “At this rate, I will be fat.”“You should. You have lost weight.”
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Hours later, Grand Lord Vladya returned to Blackstone. As he approached the royal residence’s hallway, he came to an abrupt halt.She was there.Aekeira stood leaning against the wall outside her sister’s chamber, eyes closed. She didn’t notice him. Vladya allowed himself to look at her. Really look at her.His chest ached at the sight, and for once, the pain had nothing to do with his bruises or the swollen eye from earlier.She wasn’t talking to him. Hadn’t spoken a word to him in three days.And she avoided him like he carried the plague.Vladya could not blame her, but still it stung.Then her eyes fluttered open, and landed on him. Jerking upright, her back straightened, and she looked away immediately. But just as quickly, her eyes flicked back to his face, her expression shifting into one of shock.“What happened to you!?” Aekeira hurried toward him. Her brows furrowed deeply as she took him in. “Look at your face. Look at…” Her breath caught.Even now, she worried about him.
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The murmurs grew louder. “And if his state of mind isn’t troubling enough, let’s examine his actions. Look at what he did to his own Soulbond! The one person in the entire world he is fated to protect above all else." Zaiper shook his head, looking disgusted. "If he can harm her—the woman who is supposedly the other half of his soul—what chance do we have? What chance do you have, any of you, against his declining mind?”“Grand Lord Zaiper, mind your tongue!” Ottai growled.Ottai who was usually the level-headed one, had spent the past few days on edge. Losing his temper easily.Today was no different.He vibrated with anger.Vladya too, was gripping his chair so tightly his claws extended, digging into the wood.The effort it was taking him to restrain himself, to not leap across the room and punch Zaiper square in the face, was so great a stabbing headache split his skull.“We cannot keep deceiving the people, Lord Ottai,” Zaiper turned briefly to address him before pivoting back t
