Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
“I don’t believe you.” That said, the queen turned towards her bedroom, leaving Kamara to follow.
She did. Inside the queen’s chambers, Kamara closed the door behind her and faced her mother.
“You haven’t been hunting, Kamara, have you?” She continued before Kamara could open her mouth. “And don’t give me that lie about Manata cooking your meats. You know she is my cook too.”
Kamara lowered her head and sighed in defeat. “I love him, Mother.”
“Oh, Kamara.” The queen palmed her head like she suddenly developed a headache. “What do you think you’re doing? Your father will skin you alive if he finds out about this!”
“That’s why I don’t want him to know. I don’t want to marry King Lucien. I want to be with Callan, Mother. Why can’t I be allowed to be happy?” she cried out.
“Because you’re a princess, my dear. You duty comes first. Your duty to this kingdom and its people.” Queen Izia shook her head. “You’re walking a dangerous road, my daughter.”
Kamara shrugged agitatedly. She walked closer to her mother and took her hand into her. She walked them until they were both seated on the bed.? “Tell me the truth, Mother. If you were given a choice, would you have married Father? Would have preferred being his queen?”
“No,” she answered without batting an eye. “If I was given a choice, Kamara, I would have wanted to live a simple life with a nobleman who did not have much more duty than taking care of his household and his small business in the kingdom. But that is if I was given a choice, Kamara. I wasn’t. We don’t get a choice when it comes to doing the right thing,” Queen Izia concluded.
“And what is the right thing, Mother?” Kamara whispered sadly.
The queen took a deep breath as she watched her daughter. Kamara reminded her so much about herself when she was her age. So much about her young self that was so much in love with another and forced by duty to marry another.
“What is the right thing, Mother?” her daughter repeated.
“Putting your people above yourself. That is the right thing, my dear child,” Queen Izia replied at last.
Kamara stared at her hands. She closed her eyes and remembered how Callan’s arms felt wrapped around hers. Sheremembered her mother’s deep sadness because her husband favored his first mistress to her. She couldn’t remember seeing her mother happy for a long time.
Was this the life for her? Being unhappy for the rest of her life because she was born privileged? She was born a princess.
Tears filled her eyes. “I must be a very selfish person, Mother. Because I want to be happy more than I want to perform my duties,” she stated in a soft whisper.
Baski could not believe her discovery. No matter how untrue it seemed, she knew that her herb’s weren’t lying.
Vetta had another miscarriage recently. A very dangerous one.
Baski’s eyes were wide open in shock as Angie hurried into the bedroom with his work bag. “I’m sorry I was a little late. A patient of mine was given birth in town, and I had to be there to help the new mother.”
“It’s n-no problem, I was able to control the situation while we waited for you,” Baski replied in a monotone, stepping aside for the old man to take over.
“What happened to her?” the older man asked as he used his fingers to examine the temperature of his new patient.
Baski related everything Danika told her, and Angie listened attentively. “She was bleeding?” he asked with a knit of his brow.
“Heavily. I was able to control it while we waited for you, or she would have bled out.”
“And what were your findings? Do you know what caused the bleeding?”
Baski opened her mouth, and snapped it shut. No, for some reason, she might have been wrong. It’s better for Angie to run the traditional test on the mistress for them to be sure.
“No. I have no findings.”
“Alright. I’ll take it from here,” Angie replied, and Baski nodded.
The old man got to work while Baski helped him out with anything he needed.
Outside, Danika sat at the pavement of the room’s door. She was deep in thought when she heard the steady footsteps she knew for sure belonged to the king. She raised her head to see him looking at her as he walked closer to her. She got up and bowed her head slightly in greeting. “My king.”
He noted the redness of her eyes and her wet cheeks. “What happened, Danika? Where is Vetta?”
“Sh-she’s inside. Baski and Angie are in there with her,” she sniffled.
“What happened?”
“She was shouting at me, then all of a sudden, she g-grabbed her belly and began screaming. She was in so much pain!”
He reached out his hand and collected the tears that dropped from her eye with his fingers. “Get a hold of yourself, she will be alright.”
She bobbed her head, trying to take his word.
“Go to your room and try to get some rest. Get off your feet so it will not swell up again.” His eyes found her feet before they went back to her face. “I will have the maid update you when the mistress wakes up.”
She bobbed her head again wordlessly. He walked past her and entered the bedroom.
As Danika walked back to her bedroom, guilt was in her heart for the mistress. She’d been shouting at her when ‘this’ happened to her-whatever ‘this’ was. And her womb…
Tears swarmed her eyes. Her father really did so much. Her monster of a father. When she thinks she’s known all he did, a new one faces her…glaring blatantly at her face.
He made the king almost impotent, and the mistress to lose her capability to produce a child.
How many other people did her father ruin their lives?
No wonder they all hated her to dust. No wonder the mistress couldn’t stop hating her.
As she laid down on her bed, she conceded to the fact that it was not her fault. Her only sin was being the daughter of her father. She never trained slaves.
She hurt for them. For the king. For the kingdom of Salem. For the mistress.
But what happened was not her fault.
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