Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
Baski came back with two maids behind her. They turned pale when they saw Sally, and one of them teared up immediately.
Baski had some stems in her hands, which she started grinding instantly after she entered. “I already sent out Uyah to the house of the royal medicine man. He’ll be here in a little while.”
Danika raised teary eyes to her face. “Will the king mind? We do all th-this without his permission or orders.” She sniffled.
“Let’s hope to heavens he doesn’t mind, and if he does, we will get punished, but it doesn’t matter.” Her eyes went to Sally. “We would have saved her already… if we’re able to.”
Danika nodded, staring at her Sally who’s eyes were closed, her face pale and swollen. She leaned closer and kissed Sally’s forehead, her tears splashing on her.
“You have to stay alive, Sally. You have to tell me why you did this. Just why did you decide like this without telling yourprincess about it? Why? Why would you do this to me?” Danika wept.
The maids watched her with surprise in their eyes, but she was oblivious of the world around her. Just her and Sally.
Danika sniffled softly and kissed her forehead again. “I couldn’t bear it if you leave. Sally, please d-don’t leave.” She wondered how she’d bear it if anything happened to the only bright thing in this world she found herself in.
She placed her forehead to Sally’s and her shoulders shook with the force of her weeping.
Vetta stayed in her bedroom, boiling over in anger. It was hell staying there for three noon days. She counted the time until she could get out. It was like being in jail. The only things she learned were from the maids that brought food to her. Her anger calmed a bit and a smile spread over her face.
Today was the Mask Festival, and according to the maid, there was another introduction for Danika.
How she wished she had her freedom; she didn’t want to miss all the excitement of watching Danika’s humiliation and degradation. It pained her on a different level that she wasn’t able to witness it at all. Instead, she was confined in her room like some dog!
Calm down, Vetta. You’ll be out tomorrow.
The reminder made her feel a little better. She needed to know all the gory details of everything that had happened today.
Vetta stared out of her window, unable to sleep. She wished the king would visit her, even if it was for sexual pleasure. Hell, especially for sexual pleasure.
She missed it. She missed him. She missed everything.
He didn’t visit, not once. And she wondered who had been warming his bed.
She gritted her teeth at the thought of Danika in his bed-or on his table. Just the thought of that slave anywhere around him was enough to make her anger boil over.
Aaargh!
She hated being in the dark! Hated it badly!
King Lucien stared at the scroll in front of him. He was seated behind his desk, nursing a tremendous headache.
The open window oversaw the night sky. It was almost the middle of the night. The meeting in court had taken much longer than he expected.
The scroll held two signatures on it.
Both King Noir and King Zeba signed the petition. King Pesih wanted to sleep on it. King Moreh and Philip had outrightly refused.
“Why would we want to eradicate the law of introduction? Why would we enforce a law for the unjust killing of slaves?” Moreh had been angry. “There is no unjust killing when it comes to slaves. They are dirt. Garbage. There is no unjust way of getting rid of garbage.”
King Lucien rubbed his aching head, his eyes darkening in anger and painful memories. Moreh had always been an animal.
He could never forget what that man did to him when he was still Cone’s slave.
Fortunately, Zeba and Noir had disagreed with him and signed the petition.
The door opened and Baski entered the room with a long wooden cup of hot liquid. “I brought Noda tea, Your Majesty.”
“It won’t help me sleep well, Baski. Not even if I was as exhausted as a maiden who just brought a lad into the world,” he said without raising his head.
It pained Baski deeply whenever laudanum didn’t work on the king. “It’ll help with the headache, my king. And it might work for sleep this time around.”
“I doubt that, Baski.”
She took a deep breath and carried the tea in his direction, anyway. She had made all kinds of laudanum and sleeping potions for him, but they didn’t work.
“We just have to keep trying, my king.” If any man deserved a good sleep in this world, it was him. Unfortunately, he hadn’t been able to sleep well in fifteen years.
Baski reached the table and offered him the drink. He stretched out his hand and took the liquid. He downed it in one gulp.
Baski cleared her throat. “Um, my king?”
“How is Danika holding up?” He dropped the empty wooden cup on the desk and stared at the folded scroll on the desk.
Baski noted distinctively that he referred to her as ‘Danika’ instead of his slave.
“About that, my king.” She cleared her throat. “Sally lives.”
Slowly, he raised his head and stared at Baski. “What?”
Baski’s eyes watered. She sniffled and nodded her head. “She’s alive. Barely, but she is. You were in court all day or I would have told you about her sooner.”
He got up and turned to her. “Where is she?”
Baski bit her lips and lowered her head. “Please, forgive me, Your Highness.”
He cocked his head to the side in thought. “What did you do, Baski?”
“I-I told Chad to take her to one of the underground rooms. That’s where she is.” She hesitated. “I also called the royal medicine man, and he has been here all afternoon, but he left a little while ago. I had him believe that his presence was an order from you.”
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