Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
She smiled, her eyes glowing with love. “He is worth it.”
He nodded, turned and walked back to his desk. Settling himself to his seat, he glanced at her. “When is he arriving?”
“On the morrow, Your Highness.” Her lips thinned. “My father refused to let him travel together with me because of…well, our relationship.”
“Understandable.” He picked up his inked feather. “Once he arrives safely, we’ll sort out some things. Then I’ll be on my way to Mombana. I have delayed enough.”
“It is all because of me. I apologize, Your Majesty. How is Queen Danika?” She missed her friend so much. It had been so long.
His eyes softened blatantly. The instant change to his features just at the mention of her name revealed a lot to Kamara that had her shocked.
She’d always known that Danika loved the king so much. She had no idea that the king felt the same way.
“Let me guess, they talked about your ‘marriage’ again?” Baski asked the queen, who was lying down on her bed in her room.
Queen Danika nodded, a smile feathering her face. “You need to see how troubled they were when they thought I was about to put to bed,” she snorted. “Manipulative old men.”
“They fall for the same trick every single time,” Baski remarked with a smile of her own.
The queen managed to get up from Baski’s bed, hitting her shoulder reluctantly in an effort to reach her aching back. “They have to. They know I’m long overdue to birth my child.”
That gave Baski a pause. This was her constant worry in the past few weeks now. She chewed on her bottom lips worriedly. “My queen, I told you about the herbs I have that will help you go into labor.”
“You also told me that it is risky,” the queen reminded her.
“Everything is risky in life, my queen. It has worked for a lot of women over the years. Just a few had…complications.”
“I’ve told you before that I don’t want to take such herbs, Baski.” She was worried too, but she did not want to take herbs like that. “My child will come out when he wants to.” With that, she smiled at the older woman before heading towards the door. “I will be in my bedroom. I’m very sleepy and tired.”
“Alright, Your Highness. I will have food brought in for you when you wake.” Baski returned her smile.
“Tell the guards not to bother calling Kedo. I’m fine,” she called after she walked out, referring to the medicine man.
“Got it!” Baski called back.
Queen Danika made her way to her bedroom with one hand supporting her waist and the other one hitting her shoulder repeatedly in an effort to reach her back. She entered her bedroom, closed the door and locked it.
She took a step forward and froze in her tracks.
Someone else is in this bedroom.
Danika looked up and toward her bed as soon as the notion crossed her mind.
Vetta was seated on her bed, staring right back at her.
Shock kept Danika’s foot rooted to the floor. At the back of her mind, she knew that nobody knew her presence in Mombana-in the palace. Nobody.
How did she get into her bedroom? Most importantly, what is she doing here?
A cold shiver worked down Danika’s spine.
“Greetings, Queen Danika. We meet again,” the mistress stated with a cold blank face..
“Greetings, Queen Danika. We meet again,” the mistress stated with a cold blank face.
“Mistress Vetta.” Queen Danika’s voice held firm, belying the fear inside her.
Vetta could only keep staring at her. Coza had been disturbing Vetta for several weeks for her to carry out her own part of the deal. She paid him no heed at all because she was not killing Danika as part of any deal she made with the monster but because it would be her revenge.
This was her revenge. Her pain. Her hate. Her vengeance. Vetta would do it on her own terms. In her own time. Which is why she is in the bedroom today. The hatred she feels for this woman. The pain she and her father had caused her. Here she is, living a good life again as a queen, after she and her father had destroyed her life. How is that fair?
But she brought you food when you were dying of starvation in the dungeon, a voice whispered inside her.
That voice again. Vetta was starting to hate that annoying voice that had suddenly taken over inside her since she got out of the palace to ‘heal’ and ‘live a new life.’
She did not have this voice before, but suddenly it was there, saying things she did not want to hear.
“You will not ask me what I am doing in your bedroom? How I got in?” Vetta flashed her teeth. It wasn’t a nice smile at all.
Queen Danika shrugged. “Would it matter if I did?”
“No, it wouldn’t.” The knife hidden under her breast feeling like the extra weight it was, reminding her what she was there for.
Queen Danika nodded her head. Then she turned and walked towards the table. “I must get those herbs, I’m afraid. It helps my back,” she said conversationally.
Vetta arched her brow. “Shouldn’t you have given birth? It’s long overdue…if King Lucien is truly the father of that thing.”
Danika didn’t rise to the bait. She only shrugged again while she poured her liquid concoction into a cup. “He’s taking his time to come, but I’m not in a hurry.”
“Maybe he does not want to come into a world where his mother is a monster. And his grandfather?” Vetta let out an empty laugh. “Let’s not even go there.”
“How have you been, Mistress?” Danika asked with concern. “There has been a lot going on for me. I haven’t been able to inquire.”
Taken aback, Vetta arched her brow and stared at the queen more thoroughly. The concern she saw on that face threw her off-balance. Vetta forgot all about taunting her as fierce anger whip through her. “Don’t youdare put on that act of pretense for me here, or I swear to the heavens I will kill you in a more painful way that will leave you inexcruciating agony until you take your last breath!”
The hate and anger that spewed from each of those words made Queen Danika cringe inwardly. She had never felt such magnitude of heavy negative feelings from anyone at all. It only took everything within her power for her to curb her fear.
“So you came to kill me?” Danika asked simply.
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