Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
“Surely, you did not think I came here to play with you or to congratulate you.” Vetta crossed her arms. “I do not think you to be so dull in the brain.”
“The king will hate you if he finds out about it.”
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If he finds out about it,” she replied easily.
“Do you hate me that much? Enough to kill me?”
That empty laugh again. “If you have any idea how many times I have tried to get you killed in the past, you would know how much I hate you, Danika.”
“You have tried to kill me before?” Queen Danika was not too shocked-she knew the mistress hated her so much-but she was shocked, nonetheless.
Vetta raised her fingers and began separating them one after another as she talked. “I paid those market women to beat you up at the square. They would have killed you, but your sidekick intervened. I planned with Karandy to set you up that day in the storage room. Too bad that bastard was the one that died instead.” She smirked as her eyes met Danika’s wide ones. “There are a few more of them, actually. So since you have found out about it, you can stop all those pretense now.”
Danika was speechless. Too speechless. “Why are you telling me this now?” she forced herself to ask.
“Because I know I’m going to kill you today. Finally.”
“Then why don’t you get on with it? Why are you just sitting there on my bed? Why don’t you do it?” Queen Danika asked in a whisper.
Vetta shrugged. “I am taking my time with you. You know how it is. You savor a delicious meal before you eat it. I am savoring my revenge,” she said simply.
The hand that held her liquid concoction trembled. She dropped the wooden cup on the table and faced the mistress squarely. “Do you think killing me will erase everything myfather put you through? Do you think killing me will make you feel better?”
Vetta hesitated for the first time, and a different look crossed her face. But only for a second. The look cleared, replaced by the cold angry one. “I know that seeing you alive does not make me feel better.”
That hurt. Queen Danika lowered her eyes to blink back the pain of those words. She almost gave up. But something inside her did not want her to give up.
Silence descended.
“I know you love the king.” Queen Danika looked up and stared at Vetta. “I know you love King Lucien in your own way, Mistress. I carry his child inside me. If you kill me, his child will die too. It will hurt him more than anything in the world,” she whispered, her voice laced with pain.
Vetta averted her eyes. “He can always birth another with any other woman.” Her head whipped back and she glared at Danika. “Thanks to you and your father, I will not be able to give him a child!”
Queen Danika shook her head slowly. “He cannot birth another, Vetta.”
The mistress let out that empty laugh again. “You are surely thinking too highly of yourself.”
“That’s not it. The king is sterile; he has been for the past few years.”
Vetta gaped at her.
“What!?”
She swallowed tightly. “When he was roasted…it happened. The seers said that it’s a miracle we are having a child now.” She caressed her belly lovingly.
The world tilted around Vetta. She wanted to rage at Danika for telling her a lie like that in an effort to save her own head, but suddenly, a lot of things were starting to make sense to her.
Why she never got pregnant for him in the five years she was his mistress, even when she took fertility pills, only to get pregnant with Karandy’s child after that one time…
All those women brought into the palace and slept with in the next year after their slavery…
Why he was so happy when he found out about this child…
It suddenly made sense. That one night three years ago, they were talking after he took his pleasures from her body and he called himself “A king that can never have an heir.”
Then she’d dismissed it because she thought he did not want a child. Now she knows it was because he couldn’t father them.
Queen Danika watched how devastating the news was for the mistress, and that is when she actually believed that the mistress did not know was about this before.
But would the revelation save her from the other woman’s hatred and rage?
“Please, don’t kill me. Don’t kill our child,” the queen pleaded then.
When Vetta looked up at her, Danika really did give up then. She saw tears in Vetta’s eyes. Through the tears, she saw her own death in the mistress’s dark-blown eyes.
Then the mistress sprang to her feet and withdrew a knife with a long sharp blade. She had never seen that kind of knife in her life, and she knew without a doubt that a knife like that would tear through the body, killing instantly.
Danika had the great urge to scream, but she opened her mouth and no sound would emerge. She was too disoriented.
Vetta walked towards her before she could open her mouth to give screaming another try. She placed the knife to her belly. “I hear a scream and I dig this knife deep inside your belly before I dive out of your window.”
Queen Danika snapped her mouth shut. Tears filled her own eyes.
Heavens, I’m going to die!
“Just when I thought your father did enough, a new one presents itself! How dare you stand there and look so righteous after you all destroyed our lives!?” Vetta glared at her, her eyes swimming with angry tears. “Do you have any idea what I went through in your father’s hands!? Do you have any idea what it feels like to live in hell for ten good years waiting for your own day to die!? Do you know what it feels like to be raped by several different men every single night and you cannot do anything about it!? Do you have any idea what it feels like to be whipped day and night until your back is all shredded and torn, filled with blood and bruises!!!?”
Queen Danika lowered her head as guilt and shame overwhelmed her. No matter how she had tried to tell herself that it wasn’t her fault, the feeling weighed inside her.
Vetta was not done. Tears slipped from her eyes. “Do you have any i-idea what it feels like to do things against your will!? Do you have any idea what it feels l-like to take a life!!? Do you know what it feels like to beforced to takeseveral lives!?” It was getting harder to talk for the mistress because of the tears. “And then, most especially, d-do you have any i-idea wh-what it feels like to protect someone you love with ev-everything in you only for someone el-else to come out of nowhere and take him from you!? Not only that, but that woman is thedaughter of themonster that ruined your life!!!? And now she’s pregnant for him, about to give him something you couldnevergive him!? You have any i-idea wh-what it f-feels l-like!?”
Danika was openly crying now, tears falling from her eyes in waves.
Vetta was no better. She was crying, too, while holding Danika tight in the arm. She swiped the tears angrily from her eyes. “Then they expect you to j-just throw everything away? To just get up one morning and m-move on? Vetta, the s-saint…why not just let go and forget? They s-say it like it is the easiest thingin the world when it’s the h-hardest…” She looked Danika in the eyes. “Tell me, Danika, h-how does someone forget something like this and just m-move on?”
“But that is why it h-hurts so much, isn’t it?” Danika’s voice broke into low whispers. “Because you are starting to forget? To let go? You are starting to let go of the hate you have been holding onto for so long and you hate yourself for it?”
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