Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
And the way he looks at her collar these days? That look is one she doesn’t understand. She has no idea what was going through his head. She has wondered countless times if it was because of what the mistress did. Or did it have anything to do with their lovemaking in the library? Did it have anything to do with the words she’d blurted out?
I love you; I love you, I love you, love you so much!
She squeezed her eyes shut at the reminder of those words. Heavens, she still couldn’t believe she’d blurted it out like that. Did he hear her words? If he did, he hasn’t said anything about it. She didn’t know if she should be relieved or sad.
“That is all for today.”
His voice pulled her back to reality. She watched the men bow to him. They packed all the training equipment and began walking back to the palace.
Automatically, the king turned towards her. Danika smiled and waved at him and he acknowledged her with a little nod of his head. It did not matter if he never smiled at her, Danika thought as she watched him stride towards her. She could smile for both of them.
She was still beaming at him as he walked closer, but a feeling nagged her gut. The same feeling that had been there for the past two weeks. It did not feel like a good feeling.
It felt like she would lose him…
The fresh breath of the evening air surrounded them. Birds flew overhead. The sound of the soft turbulence of the water. The caress of the wind on their skin as refreshing.
Two lovers were walking along the beach towards the forest that leads to the palace. A big, powerful man in a gold and red coloured garment, his dark hair held in a small clip at the back of his head. And a woman in a plain but well-ironed grey gown that dented at her middle because of her swollen belly before pulling down to her ankle.
They walked together, their steps measured, even they walked like aristocrats. But all is not as it seems because one is a king and the other is a slave.
King Lucien was too quiet again. Silence had always been his motto, but these days his silence made her uncomfortable.
“So how was your day in court today, Your Highness?” Danika asked, trying to make conversation.
“It was nothing special, just the usual minor cases. Two privileged fighting for a piece of land, and a couple having problems in their marriage. I was mostly a judge today instead of a king,” he responded, taking another step forward and into the forest.
She matched his steps, a smile ghosting her face. “Being a judge is so nice. Your people love you so much, my king. That iswhy they can come to their king with any problem. If not, there would be so much bloodshed for a lot of people because they take laws into their hands.”
“I agree too.”
“Isn’t the weather so nice?” she asked, a wane smile on her face.
He looked up and around. It must be beautiful if she says it is, the king thought. To him, the world looked so bleak. Too bleak. He nodded his head reluctantly and continued walking.
They walked in silence the rest of the way until they arrived at the palace. They got in front of the hallway that led to the storage and the dungeon, and he stopped. Danika’s feet automatically stopped moving too. The king stood staring at the empty space. The dungeon. The mistress. Could she be the reason why he’s been in that unidentifiable mood for the past two weeks?
People had been pleading with him to bring the mistress out of the dungeon because it was a traumatizing place for her. Having spent most time in that enclosed space for ten years, most people of Salem had a deep aversion to the dungeon.
Baski had pleaded with the king several times to let Vetta out. He could keep her under house arrest in her bedroom while he decided what punishment to give her for her offense, the older woman had pleaded.
But the king remained silent on the issue and dismissed Baski. Even Chad had pleaded too. He’d refused.
Was Vetta the reason he looked so bleak?
He turned away and began walking away. He said nothing.
Danika matched his steps. She didn’t try to start a conversation again because she knew he really wasn’t in the mood.
King Lucien ordered that Danika’s dinner be brought to his bedroom, just like he did every evening. He knew she had a loss of appetite, so he wanted to make sure she ate properly.
They ate in silence. Afterward, the maids came in and took the plates away.
“Is your back still hurting?” he asked with a furrowed brow when he saw her hitting her upper back continuously.
She nodded, still hitting her upper back with her fist, but it was a futile attempt because her fist couldn’t reach the spots that were hurting.
The king got up from his dining chair, walked towards Danika, then urged her to her feet with his hand on her shoulder. Then he led her to the bed. “I will call Angie to come and apply acupuncture again-“
“It’s already late at night, my king. He needn’t make such a journey at this time of the night because of a backache that only relieves occasionally. I’ll be fine,” she responded, sitting down obediently at the spot he wanted her to.
“Zariel.” His hand held her fist to stop her from beating her back.
The door opened, and the guard rushed inside. “Yes, Your Highness.”
“Tell the cook to boil water and have the maids bring it to my chambers once it’s hot. Tell Baski to go out to the stream-I do not say the river; she should go down to the stream and fetch me a bowl of cold water from the side facing north,” he commanded without taking his eyes away from Danika.
“As you wish, Your Majesty!” The guard turned and hurried out of the door.
“Undress,” he directed her.
She didn’t understand why he’d give those commands, but she did as he asked anyway. Pulling to her feet, she took off her clothes.
He helped her get rid of the corset and untied the rope that held her petticoat together. Then he pulled the clothing down her shoulders, but he didn’t take it off completely. He freed her breasts and back and allowed the clothing to bunch in her middle. He urged her to climb the bed, then climbed in behind her.
“I read from one of the parchments that hot and cold water can help alleviate back pains,” he revealed, his eyes inspecting her back.
Danika was barely able to follow the conversation because of the insistent pain in her back-and the feel of his hands on her.
He was looming over her from behind. His hand touched and probed some areas of her back, searching for the focus zones. She winced when he touched a part at the center of her back. Then she winced again at another part, then another and another.
Then she felt his mouth on her back. “I read in one of the parchments that backaches occur when the baby is developing healthily.” His hand circled her belly and rubbed softly. “When the baby is developing, the uterus is expanding, which puts pressure on your blood vessels, the nerves in the pelvis, and your back.”
She practically melted into him, her hand resting on his and on her belly. She listened to his words, more than surprised that he had taken enough time to read so much about her condition. No wonder he always knew the things to do. He always suggested new types of food to Baski, saying it would be good for her.
Her cheeks flamed. No wonder he knew the positions to lay her whenever he wanted to make love to her.
“What is going through your mind?” His deep voice reverberated on her shoulder where his head was pressed.
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