The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 115

Sally was grinning like a child as she skidded her way out of the palace. Danika watched her with a smile on her own face.

Sally was right. She’d been so caught up with everything that’s been happening lately, she’s forgotten what it’s like to live the palace gates and go anywhere.

Sally is her usual cheerful person, stopping by every flower to pick a little part of it. She puts it to her nose and inhales deeply.

“Aah! It smells so good, my princess.”

“It does, doesn’t it?” Danika complied.

Sally stuck it to her hair and continued skidding down her part. Danika followed her in steady strikes.

The people of Salem watched her as she walked in that aristocratic way that’s like a second skin to her. She has her incredibly long hair in a bum at the back of her head, and her clothes, though simple…was why ironed and fitted her body.

Eyes watched her curiously. The daughter of the monster, King Cone. They haven’t seen her in a while.

Only Remeta when her mother brings her out of the palace on their way to the market. It still leaves them very speechless whenever the see the Ghosted One looking so happy like a normal girl.

Danika was oblivious of the stares. She followed Sally and got to the point where the road was divided. One route leads to the library and the other leads to the market.

“Which way first?” Sally asked her, whirlinh around to look at her.

“Let’s go to the library first. We can go to the market afterwards.”

“Alright, my princess.” Sally continued down the route to the library and Danika followed her.

They got to the library, she presented her card and they entered quietly. The library isn’t frequently by many as lowborns have given up hope to reading or learning how to write.

She took Sally to the inner room where most interesting books are kept.

An hour passed, while she read to Sally and helped her write. She also got a new book and had Sally read to her.

Although, her words aren’t all correct, she was making good process that made Danika happy.

She had Sally engaged in a book when she got up and started searching for another book to read. It excites her to gain new knowledge of things she never knew before.

She saw a book written *Motherhood.*

Her interested piqued. She picked up the book and stared at the book cover. A sketch of a pregnant woman was drawn on it.

Will this book teach about how babies are made? Will it teach the signs and symptoms of an expectant mother? How to be a mother?

She has never really been interested in such books before and she has no reason to be interested in it.

But, she found herself blowing out the dust that created a slight layer on the book, and opened the cover…

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

Vetta stood in the small bedroom and watched through the peephole as Karandy talked with two women.

They looked in their late forties and so dirty. She couldn’t make out the former Slave trainer’s words but she knows that it’s their plan he’s trying to make a success.

She kept herself hidden, watching both women nod their head in affirmation. She watched as he opened the door and let them out.

She came out of the bedroom after he locked the door. “Are you sure they can do the job right?”

Karandy nodded, chuckling. “They have a very bad grudge on the late King Cone. Zenia lost her only son because of him, while Coria lost her three children because of him. Trust me,mistress, they can get the job done.”

“That’s good.” She nodded, at least she’s in a better mood now.

Her meeting with the king, coupled with the fact that she’s been unable to carry his child has been grating on her nerves, but now… She’s better, now.

“But, what about that girl that follows her around?” Karandy asked.

Vetta waved him off. “I’ve made plans too to extract her. Don’t worry about that one.”

“What about the King’s future bride? You said that she favors the former Princess Danika.”

“Apart from the fact that she’s on a walk with the king and will be spending most of the day with him today, so she wouldn’t be able to hear what’s happening outside the palace WHEN it’s happening?” she paused and added, “She won’t be able to do a thing about it if she does find out about it. Even the king won’t be able to do anything.”

She walked to go stand by the window and overlook the outside of the house. People passing back to go to their various destinations. A mother dragging a crying child stubbornly.

“I might not know much about Royalty, but I know that they were taught well about Leadership and the People. The only voice louder than a King’s voice is the united voice of the crowd of his people.” She mumbled.

Karandy nodded, seeing the sense of her words. He’s getting the idea…

“A good king do not impose orders on his people, when they are saying the truth. And a future queen knows that she can’t go around commanding the people. She knows that she will earn their trust, not force it.”

“You’re so smart, mistress.” Karandy g*****d, adjusting his hard organ. While he longs to get his hands on Danika—and the mistress has been delaying there plans because she wants to wait for the right time, he wants to fu¢k this mistress too.

She’s a beautiful woman, but with a dark heart. He wants her.

But, he doesn’t want to die yet too.

Vetta smiled. “Of course, I’m smart. Trust me, today will be fun.”

Karandy watched the Mistress’s backside. All the while she stares out of the window, he kept watching her.

Too bad she isn’t the one he’s really craving to fu¢k.

“So, what about the other plan? Our main plan? When are we going to carry it out?” Karandy asked the mistress, licking his lips.

Vetta swivelled her head without turning around. “You mean when you’ll get her within your crutches to do as you wish? The plan that involves you fu¢king her as much as you want?”

“Yes, mistress. That’s the plan.” He said with real urgency.

While he’s happy that today that bitch, Danika, will be getting a little bit of what she deserves, he’s not really all happy about this plan because it doesn’t involve him.

He needs to get his hands on her. He wants to have her. Damn, he’s almost obsessed with the need to dirty her up.

The mistress turned her head back towards the window. “When it’s the right time.”

“It’s been a month now, Mistress.”

“You’re impatient, Karandy. We need the prefect time because that plan is the ultimate plan that will ruin Danika completely in the eyes of the king and break her to pieces from the inside out. These ones are just for fun.” She grinned.

He came up beside her to stand a few feet away, staring out of the same window and watching people passing. “This one will ruin her too.”

“Only in the eyes of the people. Doesn’t matter, the people already hates her so much. That’s why it’s for fun. Don’t worry, our ultimate plan will come soon.” She drawled.

Karandy gritted his teeth. He needed that plan to come sooner.