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That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

Chapter 635
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Chapter 635: "Don't I know that?" he murmured bitterly. Breathing deeply, he confessed, “Emeriel and I no longer share a bond." The Oracle remained quiet, listening.

"I do not think it's dormant anymore. If it were, my soul is healed; shouldn't it have returned by now? I think it was severed. I think Ukrae is angry," he said regretfully.

"Taking his sweet tgiving it back. It worries me. What if he dissolved the bond completely?" The Oracle turned to him, her golden-streaked eyes locking onto his.

"The gods are not cruel, Daemonikai. They test us, yes, but they do not abandon us. The gods do not take lightly the bonds they create. Have you ever heard of a Soulbond that was dissolved except by death?" "It is quite rare," he conceded.

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"Almost an impossibility. But so is a severed bond. So is coming back from feral and fast-healing from a dying soul. So is talking to one's dead bondmate." "Hmm," the Oracle grew thoughtful.

Daemonikai's gaze drifted back to the garden.

"Two weeks ago, all I wanted was to feel our bond again. To better protect her. To hear her call whenever she was in danger. But now..." "Now you are not so sure anymore?" He shook his head.

"Something happened... I lost control and almost killed her." He did not bother to hide the shthat cwith those words.

"My mind is not as healed as I thought it was. And because of that, she was in grave danger trying to save me. Again." "Ah," the Oracle murmured.

"Your re-deteriorating mind? I know everything about it.” His head snapped toward her.

"You know about it? What happened? What can be done? What can you tell me?" Grand King Daemonikai stopped himself, studying the Oracle's expression. The regret in her eyes was answer enough.

"Letguess. You cannot tell me.” The last shred of hope slipped from his grasp.

The Oracle's grip tightened on her staff.

"I'm afraid this is something you must figure out on your own, Great Grand King." Daemonikai's lips pressed into a thin line, his frustration showing. Ahead, Emeriel grabbed Aekeira from behind, catching her off guard and sending her basket flying, its contents scattering across the grass. Aekeira let out a startled yelp that quickly melted into full-blown laughter, accompanied by a fit of giggles.

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"They are always so happy," he murmured.

"As if they have never lived a nightmare." The Oracle followed his gaze.

"Their light shines so brightly, I doubt it could ever be extinguished. Princess Emeriel is much more than just a Syren, Soulbond, and Grand Queen. She has dormant powers." His brow furrowed.

"Powers?" "More like a gift," she clarified.

"She was created with them-tied to your bond with her. They were om supposed to awaken when the two of you finally, wholeheartedly ctogether to give your bond a chance. Only now, your bond is..." Daemonikai's mind raced. Powers? What kind of gift? Questions flooded his thoughts. The Oracle turned, beginning to walk again, and Daemonikai fell into step beside her.

"I may not be able to tell you much about your condition, but I can tell you this keep that princess as close to you as possible. And keep fighting for what you have," she glanced at him. "Who knows? You may triumph in the end."

By the tthey reached the meadows, the daylight had reduced drastically The wind was softer here, carrying the scent of blooming flowers.