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

Chapter 527
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Chapter 527: The words, so unexpected, hit Daemonikai with the force of a windstorm. He stopped walking, stunned.

For a moment, he said nothing, his thoughts scattering like leaves in a gale, staring at Vladya as though he had grown a second head.

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"I know it will be hard," Vladya continued, looking uncertain. "Almost undoable, but-" "Almost undoable' is putting it mildly. 'Impossible' is the right word," Daemonikai blurted out before he could stop himself.

Vladya's shoulders dropped, sadness crossing his eyes.

Guilt filled Daemonikai. "I apologize for that, V.D. That was uncalled for-" "It's alright. You aren't tellinganything I don't already know." "I still apologize. I shouldn't have said it. It's just... I'm happy you've taken this step. Truly." Daemonikai reached out, clasping Vladya's shoulder. "Knowing how you swore off bonding for so long, it's a relief to see you trying again. But if it doesn't work..." he shook his head. "I don't want you to go through that pain again. To watch you go through it all again when it's—” He searched for the right words. "—when it's bound to fail this time, terrifiesimmensely just thinking about it." "I understand," Vladya averted his eyes. "It terrifies me, too." "You know how the bonding ritual is performed. Your female has to be in heat on the seventh day, the ritual rites recited while you knot her womb. Your chest parallel to hers-soul to soul, body to body, binding you together forever. We are missing two vital elements here." Daemonikai paused, his voice dropping. "Your soul and her heat." Read exclusive stories at galnovals"I know all that." Naked pain flashed in Vladya's features. "Of course, I do. But..." Daemonikai stayed silent, watching him.

Vladya inhaled deeply, his jaw tight. "But I still want to try." Daemonikai saw it then. Determination beneath the sadness.

"I've done this before. Taken every step and met every requirement for the ritual, yet it still failed. Every single one of them, except one." Vladya held his eyes. "This-what I have with Aekeira-it's different. It's not perfect- far from it. It's not all roses like my past connections. It's stronger, more intense, more... real.” The resolve in Vladya's eyes was the kind Daemonikai hadn't seen in him in far too long.

"I've given this a lot of thought, and do you know the conclusion I cto?" Vladya's lips twitched into a sad smile. "I still want to perform the ritual anyway." Vladya was willing to try, to fight, to hope, even when the road ahead seemed impossible.

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"You know what? Screw it. Go for it." Daemonikai smiled softly, pulling Vladya into a hug, gripping his back with both hands. "Congrats, brat."

"Thanks, ancient one." Vladya's tone was light, but the fierceness withn which he returned the hug betrayed his emotions.

The soldiers in the middle of their drills glanced their way, curiosity [way quickly masked behind respectful bows.