Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
Shock quickly worked its way past fear and horror at his gesture, and Danika’s head cushioned on his chest, the scent of his garment surrounding her. She stood stunned. Only for a second. The shock started wearing off, replaced by panic and mind-numbing pain. They’ve killed her.
For the king to react this way-for her scream to cut off like that. They’ve killed her.
“Sally! Sally! Don’t leave m-me, please! Sally, you can’t l-leave me!” she cried and screamed, but her words were muffled against his chest.
Hard calloused hands rhythmically patted her head as her body was racked with sobs.
Danika had always wondered what it would feel like to be in the king’s arms like this. Him, holding her tenderly against his colossal body. She never expected it to be this way. She never wanted it to be this way. And yet she clutched his garment tight in her hands as she cried miserably. She never stopped holding him tight. Never raised her head from the cushion of his body.
Baski’s head was lowered; her shoulders shook as she wept bitterly.
King Lucien was the only one who wasn’t visibly reacting. Instead, he patted Danika’s head rhythmically while she cried and shook against him.
Only music, cheers, laughter, and clattering remained. There were no more screams. No matter how Danika listened, she couldn’t hear more.
What seems like an eternity later, King Noir’s voice pierced the din. “Blazes! I knew I should have gone before Pesih. Now I get a corpse? No thanks. I ain’t interested.”
More laughter.
“Do you think that mastiff, Cone, rolled over in his grave?” King Philip’s voice.
Another round of laughter and cheers. “He must have, I’ll bet. He really favored that girl of his, and then he treats other people’s girls to hell on goddamn earth.”
“I bet he thought he’d live forever.”
“Yeah. Didn’t know that Conald’s son was one bad son-of-an-elf who’d have his head someday.”
More laughter. More cheers.
“Lucien really dealt him a big number. And now we get to deal with him in a much better way.”
“His daughter. Damn, the girl was fun. Too bad she’s so weak.”
“Nah, I’d say she’s strong. But Pesih is one angry son-of-an-elf. He carved her up like a chicken.”
More laughter. More music. More cheers.
“Where’s King Lucien? His messenger said something about a petition. Now that one order of business is done, let’s go over to another,” King Zeba said.
King Lucien finally pulled a crying, shocked Danika away from his body. “Baski, take her away. Call Chad to go in there.” He left it unsaid, but he didn’t have to say it. They all knew what he was going to say. Call Chad to take her corpse away.
Even as tears ran freely down Danika’s cheeks, she’d gone into shock. As Baski held her, Danika walked mindlessly away with her.
King Lucien returned to the courtroom and shut the door. It was supposed to be an introduction, not a slaughter. But then again, they were kings. There had been no rules in court. It was just like every other day in any royal court. A slave was dead, and it was as normal as a change in weather.
The slave being Cone’s daughter made it all seem like the best change in weather.
“Snap out of it, Danika! Sally would never want you this way! You must be strong for her!” Baski said as they walked out of the passage that divided the palace from the royal court.
As she talked, they saw Chad. Baski left Danika and ran towards him, relaying the king’s message.
Chad’s eyes darkened, and his hand fisted tightly at his side as Baski quickly talked him through everything that had happened. He walked past them and started towards the royal court. That snapped Danika out of her trance.
She turned and started running after him, determined to go along. She had to see Sally; she just had to! Baski didn’t waste time trying to stop her. Instead, they all followed Chad.
There was another way that led to the inner room without having to go through court. Chad led them through that way, withdrawing a key from the keychain at his side. He sorted through the keys and singled out one tiny key, then used it to open the door.
They rushed inside, and Sally laid there on the table. She was naked and spread out at the table in the pool of her own blood. There were cuts and bruises on her body, and her face was wet, her eyes closed.
Danika stuck her hand into her mouth and let out a muffled scream at the horrible sight.
Chad walked closer and gently lifted her into his arms. He turned towards the door and stopped short when her weak arms suddenly tightened around his neck.
Sally’s eyes opened ever so slightly and found her princess. And then they closed again…
“
She opened her eyes!” Danika gasped, a rare hint of hope rearing its head in her hurting heart. She turned teary eyes at Baski, whose wide eyes showed she saw it too.
Baski rushed towards Chad and gently took Sally’s hand into hers, pressing her finger on her wrist. “She’s alive… barely, but she’s alive!” she gasped.
Chad started carrying her away in hurried steps, but he was careful not to jar her. Baski grabbed Danika’s hand, and they followed him. Danika swiped the tears from her eyes with her free hand even as more fell. She willed herself to be strong. Sally needed her to be strong. She had to!
Why would Sally do something like this? Why did she have to do this!? She hurt immensely.
Chad held Sally with such care, even while he was almost running. Her blood coated his body, and she was floating on that little bridge that separated life and death.
“Take her to the underground room. I’ll get three trusted maids to run some errands to start treatments on her. I’ll rush to Danika’s room; there might be a little piece of Orchiz seed there. We need to stop the bleeding first and hope to the heavens that she hasn’t lost too much,” Baski said, already walking away.
Danika followed Chad to the underground room, one of the secret places in the palace only a few people knew about, and fewer were allowed to go. Danika took the keys from him and, following his instructions, she singled out a key and opened the door.
Chad carried Sally to the bed, which wasn’t dusty from being unused. The room, though almost barren, looked clean and well kept.
Danika rushed to the table and took a cloth she saw, then tore it into several pieces and rushed back to Sally. She used each piece to tie the deeper cuts to stop the bleeding first.
“S-Sally… you can’t l-leave me, do you hear me?” she cried as she worked. Her hands trembled badly, but she managed to get things done.
Chad walked to the wardrobe and sorted through it. He dragged out a big bedsheet he used to cover Sally’s naked body.
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