Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
“Remeta sees her as the royalty she was and she feels so safe with her?” he asked at last, perplexed.
She nodded her head. “Oh, my king, you should have seen her this morning. She was willing to do anything for Danika because she felt safe again. She said she had a friend who was royalty; that she’s safe.” Her voice cracked in the end, emotions overwhelming her.
He met her words with silence. The king was trying to assimilate everything she said.
Finally, he spoke again. “I would love to see her now. She’s fifteen, and for the first time, she’s willing to get better…”he paused, “… and it’s because of Danika?”
She nodded her head vigorously. “Yes, my king.”
Silence. Baski could practically see the wheels of disbelief turning in his head. He couldn’t feel anything she hadn’t felt. The difference was that she watched it happen. And it was still happening.
He got up then. “I must see this, Baski. Take me to Remeta.”
“But…” She wanted to remind him of his leg, but she clamped her mouth shut.
He wouldn’t appreciate her talking to him about it. The king hated being reminded of any smallest form of weakness people might think he had.
She bowed her head. “As you wish, my king.”
Danika woke to a girl’s face hovering in front of her own. She blinked twice to clear the haze in her eyes and opened them again. It was Remeta’s face, and she was no longer smiling.
“Oh, heavens! Remeta woke her up! Remeta woke my queen up! Remeta was really careful, and she kept quiet, too, but she woke her!” Remeta cried out, obviously panicked. “My queen will throw Remeta to the guards now for being a bad person!”
Danika woke up and held her. “No, Remeta, you didn’t wake me. Please, don’t panic. I woke because I wanted to wake.”
“Really?” she asked in a small voice, fear all over her face.
Danika hugged her then. “Of course. Remeta didn’t wake Danika,” she reassured her and watched the girl breathe a sigh of relief. She looked around when she pulled back from Remeta. “Yes, did I sleep for long?” Danika wondered what had happened. The last thing she could remember was being in court. She’d pleasured the king with her hand and her mouth.
The reminder made her cheeks flush. Away from court, she couldn’t believe she’d done something like that. She’d undressed him a little, and she’d been able to give him satisfaction.
He kissed your forehead,?a voice reminded her, and her hand rose and caressed that part of her head lingeringly. “Where is Sally?” she asked, forcing herself to remove the thoughts from her mind for now. In the night’s silence, in the privacy of her bed, she would think about it again.
“She went to the village. She told Remeta she’s going to the village,” Remeta replied.
“Okay. Have you seen the palace? Should I take you around?”
A small smile touched Remeta’s face, and she nodded the heavy blonde mass of hers affirmatively. “Yes, my queen. I’d love to go out. Remeta has been in doors for so long.” She paused and swallowed tightly. “Remeta has been scared.”
Danika bent down a little and forced Remeta’s head up to become eye level with her. “There’s nothing to be afraid of anymore, Remeta. Sally and I got you now.”
Remeta glowed under her words. “Thank you so much, my queen.”
Danika took the girl’s thin, frail hand into hers and squeezed slightly. “Let’s go get some air while we wait for Sally.”
They headed out. Danika wondered how the three of them could sleep in her small bed at night. She didn’t let it worryher, though. Whatever happened, happened. She couldn’t turn Remeta out, and Sally would gladly sleep on the floor just to make sure that Remeta was comfortable.
Danika glanced out the door and it surprised her to see the king entering the long hallway that led to the servant’s quarters. Baski followed closely behind him.
Danika’s lower belly fluttered at the captivating sight of him. With a closer look, she noticed he was walking with a slight limp. It surprised her because it was the first time she had ever seen him walk with a limp. She never knew he had one, and she would bet her life that it was a gift from her father. Her heart squeezed in her chest.
“Master.” She bowed as he walked closer and stood in front of her.
But his eyes weren’t on her. They were pinned on the girl that had scrambled to hide behind Danika in refuge. Remeta peeped at him from behind her.
As Lucien gazed upon Remeta, all the coldness of his eyes disappeared and was replaced with warmth. “Remeta.”He spoke her name ever so softly.
The girl started rambling to herself. “He’s come to take Remeta. It is bed again. She said no bed for Remeta again. He’s come to take Remeta. They lied to Remeta. There’s bed for Remeta! They found Remeta!”The more she spoke, the more her voice rose in sheer fear and panic until her voice became high-pitched. Her body trembled uncontrollably.
Unadulterated pain flashed in Lucien’s eyes. Baski’s eyes watered at the sight of one of her daughter’s crisis.
Danika whirled around and faced Remeta. She bent down and shook the girl firmly enough to penetrate her haze. “Remeta, listen to me! Remeta, sweetie, no one is taking you to bed!”
“But… he…” Wide eyes filled with terror fretted towards the king before she averted them again and shook her head vigorously.
“No, Remeta. He will never take Remeta to bed! He’s a king!” Danika tried to assure her.
More terror filled Remeta. “K-King Cone!? He found me?” she asked in a small, frightened voice.
Danika felt herself die inside at the mention of her father’s name. She pulled Remeta towards her. “No, never. King Cone is dead, Remeta. This is King Lucien and her royalty! He’s on Remeta’s side!”
Remeta froze, stilling all struggles. “R-royalty? On Remeta’s side? A king?”
“Yes. He’s a king, and he’s on Remeta’s side. He will never allow anyone to ever hurt Remeta again! He has ordered the guards to leave Remeta alone because he’s on Remeta’s side!”
“He is?” she asked in a small voice so hopeful it tore at Danika’s heart.
“He is. I’ll never lie to you, Remeta. And I will keep all my promises to you. You do not have to fear. You are safe,” she reassured the girl with a fiercely passionate voice.
King Lucien watched the scene before him. As Danika handled Remeta, reassuring her so passionately and firmly, he saw the traces of the princess she used to be. The power that imbued each word that said was apparent. It calmed Remeta.
Unbidden memories of his days in captivity flooded his mind. As he watched her, he finally understood how it was easy for his people to trust him-even when he was filthy and nude as a slave.
Remeta moved out just a little from behind her and bowed her head to the waist.
“Good d-day, my king. R-Remeta is sorry about R-Remeta’s behaviour. Please don’t p-punish Remeta,” she stammered out in fear.
“I won’t do that. How is Remeta doing today?” he asked, watching the girl who had gone through so much. He wondered if she would ever heal completely.
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