Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
Most of them were speaking at once.
“Guards! Come and take the queen!” Taxation.
“I think the child is coming again!” Minister of Justice.
“He might really come this time around!” Public Affairs.
“The queen is in so much pain!
Guaaaaards!!!
!” Minister for defense.
The queen cried out again. Longer.
The door burst open, and the guards hurried in as usual. Omna rushed closer and lifted her into his arms. As he hurried out of the royal court, he shouted, “Get the royal doctor!!!!!” The other guards followed fast behind him.
The confused and concerned ministers left in court were wishing and praying that their queen was alright.
The thoughts of the royal marriage were completely forgotten. Again.
The sound of her carriage coming to a stop informed Princess Kamara that she was at her destination even before a knock came at the door of her gold stage coach followed by the voice of her one of her guards.
“We are here, Your Majesty!” he announced.
Princess Kamara took a deep breath, putting all the thoughts out of her mind before she opened the door and stepped out. Turning around, she took in the familiar surroundings of the palace, nodding her head reluctantly to the greetings of the palace staffs bowing their head to her.
Finally, she is here again. Finally, after four months, her Callan will be free again. Anything else did not matter.
Salem’s guards and maids rushed towards her. They formed a line in front of her and bowed their heads in a royal greeting.
“Where is the king?” she asked one of the guards she remembered to be Dargak.
“He is in his study, Your Highness,” he replied with a bow of his head.
“Take me to him, please.” Turning to her personal maid, she added, “Henna, you can take our belongings to my former bedroom.”
“Right away, Your Highness.”
Kamara followed the guard towards the entrance of the palace, her eyes taking in her environment in familiarity.
Before long, they stood in front of the king’s chambers. Dargak knocked twice.
“Come in,” came the hard command from the inside.
She turned to Dargak. “I’ll take it from here. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, Your Highness.” He bowed his head before walking away.
Princess Kamara opened the door and walked inside. Her first thought was that nothing had changed about the goldenchambers even after six months. Still as beautiful, as masculine, as intimidating as ever.
King Lucien looked up from the scroll he was writing and saw her.
She curtsied for him. “Greetings, Your Majesty.”
“Princess Kamara, you have arrived?” His soft tone belied the hard man he is.
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“I hope your journey was smooth?” As he asked, he came out of his chair and walked towards her.
“Yes, it did. Thank you, Your Majesty.” She outstretched her glove-covered hand.
He took the hand and kissed the back of her palm. “I’m glad.”
With all protocols observed, there was nothing more to say. Silence descended.
Princess Kamara broke under the silence. The tears she had been holding filled her head, and she lowered herself to her knees in front of him.
“Princess, this is not necess-“
“Thank you so much. Thank you so much, King Lucien,” she cried. “Thank you for answering my desperate letter and coming to my rescue! I was so desperate; I knew nothing else to do!”
His face softened. “It’s okay, Princess.” He extended his hand. “I did not get your messages beforehand, or I would have responded earlier.”
She took the hand he extended to get to her feet. “Thank you so much.”
“How is your lover?” he asked.
“He is doing good, fortunately. After you came calling, my father allowed him to be fed, so I stopped sneaking around to get him food. Then my father fell sick ,which took his mind completely away from Callan’s side, so I was able to get himbetter clothes and spend some time with him in the dungeon,” she confessed with an embarrassed flush.
King Lucien observed her. This wasn’t the princess he met during courting week. That princess was trying to carry out her responsibilities reluctantly, but this princess is a woman in love.
“You must love him so much,” he stated.
She nodded admittedly. It wouldn’t be fair to him that he’d marry her without knowing that her heart belonged to another. “Yes, Your Highness. I love him so much.”
“I am curious to see this young man that has taken a princess’s heart to the extent that she is ready to go to any length for him.”
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