Filed to story: The Alpha Kings Hated Slave
The king’s eyes and blank expression often communicated more than his mouth ever could. Finally, he looked at Danika. “You can go, Danika.”
“Thank you, Master.” She bowed to him, squared her shoulders, and walked past Vetta with her nose in the air.
Behind her, the king turned back to his bedroom and strode into it. Vetta followed him like a subdued dog, but inside, she was seething.
She didn’t understand anything anymore.
Danika walked until she entered the servant’s quarters. It surprised her to see Sally and Chad standing in front of her door.
Sally’s eyes were bright, and her cheeks were flushed. The king’s personal guard stood in front of her in that usual calm way of his, and he asked her things which Sally answered. Danika couldn’t make out what they were saying because she was far away. As she got closer, Sally caught sight of her and quickly said goodbye to Chad.
“My princess, my princess,” she said as she walked towards her, her eyes sweeping over Danika’s body.
“Sally, how are you doing this morning?”
“Oh, my princess. You can’t imagine how scared I was when I woke up and couldn’t find you on the bed. It was Sire Chad that told me that the king summoned you. I was so scared that the king had killed you.”
The king hadkilled her, but it wasn’t the way Sally was thinking. Danika kept the thought to herself.
Together, they walked into the room, which looked beautiful, luxurious even, because Sally decorated it.
“Chad? Where did you find him?” Danika asked curiously, remembering the answer she gave her.
A blush crept over her cheeks. “He woke me up earlier this morning, my princess. I was screaming, he said.”
“You were having a nightmare.” Danika’s heart squeezed in her chest, burning with guilt.
Sally saw the look that crossed her face and waved her off. “It’s nothing, really. I’ll be fine, my princess. Sire Chad was there with me until I fell asleep. I don’t know when he left,” she revealed shyly.
“I’m glad you weren’t on your own.” She palmed her head, a headache forming.
“Are you alright, my princess?”
“The mistress almost scalped me earlier,” she mumbled, going to the bed to sit down on it.
“That Wicked Witch of the West,” Sally whispered, concerned. “Did you do anything wrong, my princess?”
“I think it was because the king summoned me. I…” Danika took a deep breath. “I spent the night with him.”
Sally blinked twice. “In his bed? Is that even possible? I heard rumors that the king really hates skin contact with other people.”
“Yes, he does. I…I can’t explain it. The mistress is so angry about it.”
“Let her choke on her anger.” Sally’s eyes flashed. “She’s not a good woman, my princess. She’s bitter.” Then Sally got up from the bed. “I’ll run a bath for you. I wish we still had those potions that worked as pain destroyers, but we don’t, and Madam Baski didn’t come in today because of her daughter.”
“You’re still recovering, Sally. Come and sit down, let me do—“
Sally shook her head. “No, my princess. The medicine man and Madam Baski said it was okay for me to exercise my body. I’ll be fine.”
Danika was going to say something else, but Sally had already disappeared into the small bathroom.
Alone, Danika’s mind went back to the night she spent with the king. His scent still clung to her body, keeping him in her mind with every breath she took.
I didn’t want last night to end, she admitted in the privacy of her mind. Will there be more nights like that? Would there be more nights when he’d take her on the bed and let her sleep close to him? A tightness to her chest reminded her that he told her clearly that it was just for tonight-last night.
“My princess!?” Sally shouted from the bathroom.
“Yes, Sally?”
“I’m planning to go to Madam Baski’s place for today’s treatment since she won’t come to the palace until late evening!”
“I think that’s a good idea. I’ll take you to her place. I…” she paused. “I’ve always wanted to meet her daughter, Remeta.”
“Oh, the ghosted one?”
“What’s that?” Danika asked, confused.
Sally came out of the bathroom, wiping her wet hands on her clothes. She looked sad. “That’s what the townspeople call her. The ghosted one. They say she behaves like a ghost and a mad girl because of what she went through.”
Danika’s heart ached for Remeta and for Baski. The way people looked at her with pity, pointing at her whenever she walked, and then having to know that people say these things about her daughter behind her back must be heartbreaking.
“That’s one reason I work hard every day, my princess.” Sally’s suddenly dull voice penetrated Danika’s mind.
“Why?” she asked softly.
“I don’t want to end up like Remeta. The things those kings did to me…” Sally trailed off and her eyes watered.
Danika got up and walked to her, ignoring the sharp pains that shot through her body at the movement. She palmed Sally’s cheeks. “You’re the strongest woman I’ve ever known, Sally.
Thank you for being strong for me. Thank you for being strong for yourself.”
Sally beamed at her through the tears and sniffled. “Thank you so much for being good to me, my princess.”
“We’ll go together to Baski’s place. That way, she’ll give us both the potions we need,” Danika concluded.
“Alright, my princess.” She went back to the bathroom and Danika followed her.
As she walked, she mapped out in her head how the day would go. There were so many questions in her head, too. Going to Baski’s place. And then the court. And then the hunting ground.
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