Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
Danika would have lost her balance and fallen under such a tremendous impact of the hug if it were someone else. But Remeta was so thin from starving herself, and Danika was prepared for the impact when she saw the girl flying across the bedroom towards her.
Not minding the girl’s dirty state, Danika wrapped her arms around her and held on tight. “It’s okay. I’ve got you,” she soothed softly.
She felt tears splash on her shoulder as Remeta whispered, “Remeta has a friend that is royalty. Remeta is finally safe.”
THE MURMURED QUESTIONS IN THE CROWD
After the scene in the room, Baski was holding her breath as Danika came out of the bedroom with Remeta wrapped tightly in her arm.
Remeta agreed to take a bath. Sally and Danika helped her with that. Sally helped her bathe her body clean while Danika spoke reassuring words to her.
Remeta agreed to eat. Sally and Danika were there to help her. They fed her until she was full. While they did that, Baski walked to her wardrobe and picked out clean clothes for her, which they helped her put on.
Danika picked up a comb and sat the girl in front of a big mirror in her mother’s room because she had broken the ones in her room.
“You treat Remeta like a princess, my queen,” Remeta whispered in a hoarse voice, a smile on her face as she swiveled her head to stare at Danika so lovingly.
Danika ran the comb down the wet mass of her hair. “That’s because you’re like a princess to me.”
Remeta smiled again, turning to stare at herself in the mirror. “Remeta can look beautiful, and there will be no bed.”
Danika and Sally already knew that she was talking to herself, so they didn’t bother to reply to her or disturb her.
After all the care, Baski entered her room and saw the transformation that was her daughter. “Oh, heavens!” She teared up immediately and started crying. Remeta ran to her and hugged her around the waist, which only made Baski cry harder. It had been so long since her daughter came to her for physical contact, she’d forgotten what it felt like to have her once clingy daughter wrapped around her like a second skin.
“She is going to protect me, Mama,” Remeta whispered, raising her head to stare her mother in the eyes. “You can stop crying from today onwards. Remeta will be fine. Remeta will be safe.”
Baski did her best to control her tears as she nodded in reassurance. Then the girl pulled back, and Sally took her hand, and they started going to Remeta’s room to get her footwear.
Alone with Danika at last, Baski knelt and bowed her head until it touched the ground and she continued to weep. “Thank you so much for what you did for Remeta,” she cried. “I can never thank you enough.”
Danika rushed to pull her up. “Oh, Baski, get up from the floor. You can no longer greet me this way. I’m no longer royalty.”
The older woman shook her head tearfully. “If Remeta can look at you in slave wear and still call you royalty, and still look up to you and still feel so safe with you, she would try to be better… oh, Danika, then you’re royalty to me, too. They may dress you like a slave, but the royal blood never lies!” Danika teared up as Baski talked passionately, her head still on the ground. “You’re Remeta’s royalty, and you’re my royalty, too. Thank you so much for what you did for her!” she cried.
Danika moved forward then, bent down, and forced them to their feet. “You’re welcome, Baski. This is nothing compared tothe things you’ve done for me-for Sally. I love Remeta. She’s such a bright girl. I hope she heals up and recovers.”
Baski swiped her hand across her face to wipe away her tears. “I hope so too. Creator, I really hope so.”
Danika opened her mouth to say something, but Sally and Remeta came back. Whatever she wanted to say, forgotten.
The problem came after Baski prepared Sally and Danika’s herbs and helped them with their treatments, and they prepared to return to the palace.
Remeta, for the first time in months, allowed her mother to treat her cuts and bruises as she saw her mother attend to Sally and Danika. But it was time to go, and Remeta wanted to go with Danika. In fact, all she wanted was to be with Danika-to be with the royalty that would keep her safe.
No one knew what else to do. Even Danika didn’t want to leave the girl in fear that she’d fall back into the past-trapped in her head.
In the end, they all decided that Remeta would go back with them to the palace. Baski was all for anything that would help her child get better, and she was determined to tell the king everything and plead with him for any solution possible. Only palace workers, slaves, and visitors with purpose were allowed in the palace. Baski didn’t know how to go about begging for help from the king, but she was determined to try.
As the four of them started back to the palace, Remeta stuck like glue between Danika and Sally, holding Danika’s hand tight.
It amazed people to see them. Stunned. Speechless.
They didn’t recognize ‘the ghosted one’ anymore.
Remeta was clean-dressed up and beautiful. And she was keeping physical contact with another person. She was smiling at her as if the sun rose and set around that person. Danika wasthe person in question. The daughter of King Cone. The former princess of the most powerful of the twelve kingdoms.
As these four people strode to the palace, people stopped what they were doing, forming a crowd behind them to watch the former princess and the two lowborn she held so protectively.
There were murmurs in the crowd.
“How did the slave princess get to Remeta?”
“How was she able to ‘heal’ that girl?”
“How does she allow those girls to stand so close to her?”
“Does it mean she won’t push us away for being unprivileged people when we get close?”
“Why isn’t she behaving like her father?”
“Is it all pretense?”
“What’s going on?”
All these questions and more reverberated through the crowd. All these andso much more.
They arrived at the palace, and it was time for Danika to join the king in court.
They walked to her bedroom, and Danika convinced Remeta to stay with Sally and Baski. At first, she refused.
“I’m going to the guards to give out orders to them to keep away from you whenever they see you,” Danika had said to her. That, more than any other tactic, had worked.
“Alright, my queen. Thank you, my queen. Remeta will be happy if you do this for her,” she’d whispered in that tiny voice.
Danika stared worriedly at Baski and Sally. She didn’t know how to go about the fact that Remeta was determined to keep addressing her as ‘my queen.’ No matter how she tried to dissuade the girl, she was determined to use the honorific. Danika hoped they would punish neither of them for it.
Sally addressing her as a princess was actually better at this point.
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