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

Chapter 782:

She blinked, impressed despite herself. This was actually… surprisingly smart.

“So, while they scatter their forces across Urai and beyond, sweeping even the smallest villages, we stay right under their noses…” she mused aloud.

He nodded. “Razarr’s idea. I thought it was brilliant.”

But the moment Razarr’s name passed his lips, his good mood evaporated. Whatever light had returned to him flickered out again.

Sinai stifled the urge to roll her eyes. She’d be dead if he caught even a hint of it. It was almost laughable—seeing someone as ruthless as Zaiper, a male who flinched at neither torture nor slaughter, undone by the death of a lover.

“I do not feel such petty things.” Yeah, right.

“So what’s the plan going forward?” she asked, steering the conversation away from the sore spot. “I have a suggestion. Once we’re off the road, we lay low for a few months. Let things settle. Our numbers have dwindled—we need to recruit. Find soldiers, nobles willing to join your cause—”noveldrama

“I need to get my hands on Emeriel.”

Sinai was caught off guard. “O-kay… but that’s later. Much, much later. Right now, we need safety. Believe me, I’d love to get my hands on her too, but—”

“NO buts,” he snapped as they stepped into a clearing. “I know your little feuds with her, all your back-and-forths. But this—it’s personal now. Daemonikai took something from me. I intend to return the favor.”

“And how do you plan to do that?”

“I still have a spy in the kingdom.”

Sinai started. “I thought Vladya had all of them executed. One still lives!?” He nodded once.

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“That… gods, that’s excellent news,” she said, suddenly invigorated. “We’ll know everything. Their movements, their weaknesses. This will change everything.”

“Yes. A hidden weapon,” Zaiper stated. “She’ll feed me everything I need to track Emeriel. And when the time is right, I’ll strike.”

“Let’s not waste this opportunity. We should wait, recover, and plan properly,” Sinai pleaded. “Please, Zaiper. You’re acting on anger. You’re not thinking this through.”

Zaiper moved without warning, seizing her by the throat and lifting her off her feet. He hurled her away.

Sinai shrieked as she flew through the air, her back striking a tree with a bone-jarring thud. Pain exploded down her spine, and for a moment, her lungs seized.

“Stay out of my way, whore,” he growled. His eyes burned gray and yellow, his voice deeper. “If I ever want your opinion, I’ll come find you. Until then, don’t stick your mouth where it’s not needed.”

Coughing, gasping, Sinai pushed herself up, blood on her lips. “Emeriel does that Soulbond thing where she calls Daemonikai with her mind whenever she’s in danger! You’ve seen it happen. You know what she can do! How do you plan to bypass that!?” she screamed, coughing blood. “If you go through with this, you’ll be leading the rest of your soldiers to their deaths!”

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