Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
“No, I didn’t, my princess. I was surprised too, but I was most happy and grateful when the king finally agreed to help me help you.”
It was still shocking to Danika that the king came himself to stop the mistress from whipping her. The king hated her. It was something she never would have expected.
Then Sally bit her lip uncertainly. She stared up at her princess hesitantly.
“What happened?” she asked Sally.
“Um… that is, I… I was ready to tell the king how you also helped to bring them food and—“
“Oh, Sally, I hope you didn’t say that to him.” Danika palmed her head, suddenly developing a headache.
“No, no, no, no. I almost told him, but I didn’t. I know how much you don’t like to talk about yourself, my princess, but I was so desperate that I almost told him how you helped feed them too and provided so much sustenance.”
“The people of Salem hate me so much for being my father’s daughter. It wouldn’t have made any difference, Sally,” she stated matter-of-factly.
“But… my princess…”
“Don’t ever talk about it, Sally. Not to anyone.” Danika looked away sadly. “It doesn’t matter.”
Sally didn’t enjoy seeing the sadness in her eyes. Her princess already had a lot of things to be sad about without adding this one to it, too.
Her princess had clothing on, so she couldn’t see her back.
“Your back,” Sally whispered worriedly. “How is it?”
“It’s so much better than I expected it to be,” she said truthfully. “It hurts, but it’s so much better.”
Sally grinned in happiness and relief. “That’s because we used lots and lots of herbs and rare herbs. Madam Baski said that the king gave orders that the wounds be treated thoroughly so they wouldn’t scar.”
“Really?” Danika’s brows knitted in thought.
Why would the king give orders for her not to bear scars? Her father physically scarred him severely, so why would he want her not to bear scars?
Danika would never understand the king. He was so unpredictable, so confusing. Her mind prickled, and she tried her best to remember the conversations they’d had the night before.
She couldn’t. The knowledge lurked just inside her mind, just a little out of reach.
“Yes, my princess,” Sally continued. “I was surprised too, but that was the order he gave. Madam Baski and I had to go so deep into the woods in search of rare herbs. They have complicated names, but let me try to remember their names, my princess.” Sally’s eyes shot up; her brows knitted together in thought as she tried to remember.
A small smile tickled Danika’s cheeks at the Sally she was so used to when she was still a real princess in her own kingdom. The familiar sight of Sally trying to remember things and pronounce tough words was… relaxing.
“Erm… we got Oxalis and Tansies, even panacea vegetables! Oh, my princess, they were so hard to find!” she revealed incredulously.
Danika’s lips twitched again. “That’s why they’re called rare herbs, Sally.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
She nodded in understanding. “I’m so glad they worked. The wicked mistress whipped you so bad, that wicked witch!”
Danika was quick to cover her mouth with her palm. “Shh, keep it quiet, Sally. I don’t want you to get hurt or punished.”
Sally nodded her head in understanding. When Danika removed her hand, Sally looked around carefully and leaned closer. “There are rumors that the king punished the wicked mistress Vetta for whipping you,” Sally whispered.
That was… shocking. The most shocking thing Danika had heard. “What?”
Sally pulled back and continued in a whisper. “There’s a rumor that the king placed her under house arrest for three noondays.”
A thrill of pleasure shot through Danika’s body at the knowledge. She must be a bad person for being happy, but she couldn’t help it. Three days without seeing Mistress Vetta were days to look forward to. Even though her back hurt and she still had to work, she was still happy.
“I was so happy when I heard it, my princess! I’m really happy about it,” Sally enthused excitedly.
“I’m happy to hear it too, Sally,” Danika finally admitted.
Danika had just finished taking her bath, getting ready to go to the mines. Her body hurt badly, and she’d give anything not to have to work today.
But then again, she didn’t want to allow herself to dwell on the things she couldn’t change. Sally had taken her clothes out and got them ironed. By the time she was out of the bathroom, Danika’s clothes were ready, and her sandals cleaned. She thanked Sally.
Just then, the door opened and Baski entered. “Time for your morning treatment, young lady.”
“Good morning, Madam Baski,” Sally said. She and Danika bowed their heads in greeting.
Baski, always moved with hurried steps, waved them away and entered deeper into the small room towards the table. She set down all her herbs. “I’m glad you’re done with your bath. Lie on the bed and give me your back,” she said distractedly, sorting through her herbs.
Danika did as she was told while Sally helped Baski, just like they did before.
Several minutes later, the herbs were ready, and they applied them on her back. Baski was happy about the results of yesterday’s treatment.
“Your wounds are looking so much better already, Danika. I believe these won’t scar, and there will be no sign of it in a few weeks to come,” she said as she applied another ground green leaf.
“Thank you so much,” Danika whispered, trying to breathe through the searing pain in her back.
An hour had passed before they were done. After the herbs, they gave her potions and then pills, too.
“All done,” Baski announced.
Danika was hurting horribly, tears streaming down her face from the pain, while Sally patted her arm in consolation.
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