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

Chapter 745:

Voices clashed, surprise and suspicion sparking into outright chaos. The Northern Clans erupted, many of their members clearly pleased by the revelation. But not all. The clan leaders’ faces showed irritation, their eyes wary. It was no secret that many among them coveted the Northern Throne, believing the Dragaxlov line had run its course. Seeing it revived now was an unexpected blow.

While many, including Daemonikai himself, harbored deep animosities toward the Dragaxlov name, there was no denying their legacy. They were a legend—a lineage best suited to rule, far superior to any other clan.

“Neither Kristoff nor anyone in his bloodline knew of the child,” Daemonikai continued.

“The Oracle confided in me, making me the second to know, in case she slept for a thousand years, and this knowledge was needed. Otherwise, I was sworn to silence. It was not my story to tell.” The court finally went quiet again.

“Now, the Northern Throne is vacant, and a new Dragaxlov is needed. I will bring him to this court. I will introduce him to all of you after I have paid him a visit to ensure he accepts the Northern Crown.” He looked toward the Northern Clan leaders. Some faces were pale; others glowed with grudging hope.

“Until then, the throne remains empty.”

“You’re not fully recovered enough to be going on a trip, my lady,” Nora said again, concern evident in her voice.

“I told you, I’ll be fine,” Sinai replied, continuing to pack the bag with everything she would need. At least my voice has returned.

“Fine,” her maid relented.

“But perhaps I should inform one of the Grand Rulers that you are awake—”

“Don’t you dare,” Sinai hissed, whirling on her.

“No one must know I am fully awake. No one must know anything until I’m out of this Citadel.” She pinned the girl in place with a hard look.

𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖙 𝖈𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒: 𝖌ⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⩸𝖼𝗈𝗆

“Oh. Al-alright, Mistress.”noveldrama

“Good. Now stop standing there like a statue and help me pack. After everything I’ve been through, don’t you think I deserve some rest? A little time away from the kingdom for peace and relaxation?”

Nora nodded as she hurried to obey.

“True, it’s a good idea. I only worry because you’re still undergoing treatment, and I wish for you to recover fully.” Sinai rolled her eyes. Nora could be dramatic, but she had been a loyal personal maid for centuries. Still, no treatment was worth staying in this kingdom—not when discovery loomed over her like a sword at her throat.

Since opening her eyes three days ago, Sinai’s only thought had been to regain strength in her legs and flee as far and fast as possible before the investigation caught her scent.

It was still hard to believe the Oracle had revealed so much. Sinai had the stars to thank that the old crone had fallen into a critical state before she could reveal Sinai’s own secrets.

Frankly, considering the magnitude of what had been uncovered, it was a wonder the Oracle was still alive at all.

“Should I pack your coin box?” Nora’s voice cut through her thoughts.

“Yes, pack them all. Even the one I saved centuries ago. Get a larger box if you must.”

Nora turned, blinking at her in surprise.

“But that is a great deal of coin, my mistress. Why would you need such a ridiculous amount for—”

“If you don’t want me to decorate your face with a dozen slaps, you’ll learn not to question me unnecessarily. Since when do you take liberties with me, Nora?”

Nora dipped her head and quickly turned away.

“I-I apologize, Mistress. I’ll pack the coins right away.”

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