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

Chapter 697
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Chapter 697: Then, she was falling.

She heard the gasps of the onlookers, strong arms catching her before she hit the ground.

"Emeriel! Emeriel-hey, darling, can you hear me?” His frantic voice sounded distant.

She struggled to keep her eyes open, but in the end, her world faded to black.

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GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI The healer stepped back, wiping her hands on a cloth.

"It is confirmed, Your Grace. Your female is with child." Daemonikai heard the words. He even processed them, understood what they meant. And yet...

"What?" The healer smiled.

"Congratulations." That doesn't seem right.

"No one gets pregnant from a mini-heat." "Your female just did." "But she does not have the scent of—" "Your Highness," she called, patiently.

"She truly is pregnant." Pregnant.

Was this real? After years of longing, of praying to gods who had turned deaf to his pleas, who had taken from him instead of giving... Could this truly be happening? "A-are you sure?" His knees felt weak, and he gripped the edge of the wooden table.

"I am certain," she reassured him.

"She is four to five weeks along." Daemonikai's eyes shifted to Emeriel's sleeping form, his heart drumming. She lay beneath the covers, her face serene, her breathing soft.

"Your Highness," the healer's voice held an emotional tremor.

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"I cannot believe this happened for you so quickly." "Congratulations, Your Grace," Faiwick, the Royal Healer, said from the doorway, where Daemonikai had chased him earlier.

The examination had required intimate checks, and the moment Faiwick had attempted to touch Emeriel, Daemonikai's instincts had flared. He had seized the healer by the throat and hurled him across the room.

"Do not touch my woman! Mine!" he had snarled.

LVTEST CHAρters in glovels.☐☐☐ Faiwick, gasping from the impact, had raised his hands in surrender.

"Yours! I only wish to check for " "Mine!" Daemonikai had raged.

Which, of course, had left the Head Royal Healer with no choice but ta flee the bedroom, leaving his second, a female, to finish the examination.

They had put Emeriel to sleep for the procedure, though she had stirred at om times. That alone had been enough to keep Daemonikai tense, prowling, restless, his protective instincts in full swing.

For hours, he had paced the chamber, fighting the growing worry chewing him up inside wondering ΝΟ what was wrong with her, terrified of what it could mean. Now, he had his answer.