All Chapters of That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"Emeriel! Amie! To the cellar now!" Slave Master Boris's voice boomed in the air.Emeriel snatched his hands back, quickly standing up. He had never been so relieved to hear his voice before."We're having fun, Boris," Cypher growled."Not with my slaves, and not now. We're short-handed. They're needed in the cellar," Boris firmly reinstated. "Unless you gentlemen aren't ready to get your ales as you want them."Grumbling discontentedly, they released Emeriel and Amie, and the two hurried towards the cellar.Inside, Master Gaine sat mixing drinks, his brow furrowed. "You're late.""They weren't. The fellows wanted a piece of them," Master Boris said before they could talk."Stupid old fools.” Master Gaine grunted, continuing to mix ale with cider. ” Emeriel get in here and help with this. Amie, go out and serve more customers."They got to work without further delay.•••••••••"Just drop the food in and get out, Clay," The soldier ordered outside the metal gates of the forbidden chamb

Aekeira turned her head sharply. "What is wrong? Has anyone... Have those masters been cruel to you?"Emeriel hesitated. But it was always hard lying to Aekiera. "Not both. One of them has…has taken an interest in me."His sister froze, dread pooling in her eyes, worry replacing tiredness. "Oh, dear lord...""You need not worry," Emeriel was quick to add. Saddened by those looks, he aimed to make her feel better. "He has not acted on his desires yet. I reminded him that I belong to a grand lord, and it made him cautious.""Nothing can make them cautious, Em. You do not have to lie to me. I understand that I cannot always protect you, but it breaks my heart to think that after everything you went through with the beast, not long ago, some useless master is onto you again." Aekeira's sorrowful eyes burned with anger. "Perhaps I should poison him."Emeriel was so startled that for a whole minute, he was unable to form words. "No! Do not do that. Have you forgotten the consequences of kil

EMERIELEmeriel was assigned the task of cleaning the floors of the annex.It was a monotonous job, but he was grateful, nonetheless. It was far preferable to spending his time at the tavern.After completing the first and second floors, Emeriel found himself on the third floor.Having not yet familiarized himself with all the corridors and their destinations he was taken aback when he discovered where the floor he was cleaning led to.He recognized the familiar paintings and the foreboding hallways.The fourth wing. The forbidden chambers lay within that second hallway. Goosebumps prickled his arms.Just clean that hallway as quickly as possible and be done with it. The sooner, the better.Emeriel tightly grasped his broom crafted from bundled twigs and resumed his work. The bristles swept across the cold stones, stirring up clouds of dust. As he progressed, he used pieces of clothing to dust and clean as he went along.Upon reaching the forbidden chambers, he halted noticing the ab

"Yaz," he finally managed to utter when he found his voice.His trusted soldier emerged from the corner. "Yes, Your Highness?""Did all the guards on duty leave when you gave the command for them to vacate the premises?""Yes, my lord. I was the last to leave."Vladya's gaze wandered, taking in other details. The surroundings appeared cleaner. The paintings seemed freshly acquired. The walls gleamed as if they were new, and even the sculpted lion head sparkled. "They assigned a slave to work here.""Seems like it,” Yaz confirmed. “This place looks astonishing. Almost like the old days..." He trailed off abruptly, no doubt realizing the inadvisability of his words. No one with wisdom would dare speak of the old days, especially not to Grand Lord Vladya. "I beg your forgiveness for my wayward tongue, my lord."Lord Vladya waved him off, his mind preoccupied. He had personally dismissed all the slaves who used to tend to the Abyss land, not because he enjoyed the accumulation of dust, bu

EMERIELBefore Emeriel could pull the tunic overhead, Aekeira moved in front of him, shielding him from view."May I g-go first, your highness?" Aekeira stuttered, her voice filled with trepidation.The three grand lords's gazes fell upon Aekeira. What she had just done was an abomination. A sacrilege.It was forbidden for a slave to make requests of any lord or to interfere with their commands. Aekeira had just broken two cardinal rules of the slaves."What are you doing, Keira!" Emeriel whispered anxiously behind his sister.Grand Lord Zaiper leaned forward on his throne, his brows furrowed. "But I commanded the boy to unclothe. How dare you interrupt a royal command?""I apologize for being so bold, but I wish to strip for you, your majesty," Aekeira insisted in a cool voice, her tone daring…like a tempest. Only Emeriel noticed the slight tremor in her hand. “Please grant me the honor.”"Mmm," Grand Lord Zaiper scrutinized her, yet Aekeira stood her ground.However, it was not Gran