The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 129

Vetta put on her clothes carefully, and without words. Karandy kept blabbing about how good it was, and how good he feels. She said nothing.

As she walked out of his house, she thanked the gods about her large corsets that covered every part of her lower body extravagantly. No one will nothing that she’s almost limping and her legs are trembling.

That bastard Karandy almost killed her. He’d pounded her really hard, for a moment, she’d thought the man planned to kill her.

At first, she’d actually enjoyed it—she’s no stranger to rough coupling.

But then, the reminder came to her about who it is drawing pleasures from her body—a man who’s lower than dirt—and she’d dried up immediately.

That was when he even began pounding her like she isn’t human, and it had hurt like hell.

“Animal!” She hissed as she stumbled upon a stone. Baring breaking her fall, she rose and glared behind her at his door.

On the bright side, he’s going to get her out of this mess first. Then, she’ll deal with him mercilessly for forcing her into this.

She won’t let him go! Never will she let him go for dragging him down to his level!

For now, she forced herself to put him out of her mind. It was a long walk back to the palace.

When she entered the palace gates, she still saw crowds who comes in occasionally to inquire about Danika’s health. Apparently, the people have taken to the bitch.

She hissed as she continued her way into the palace building. Thank heavens that she hasn’t since that Princess Kamara for days now.

She’d heard from one of the maids that the princess prefers reading in her bedroom as her favorite pastime.

For Vetta, that’s a plus. Less time to run into that horror of a woman. She remembered the hot slaps the princess delivered to her cheek, and did her best to tap down the anger.

Dealing with that princess is a small case. She just doesn’t have her time at the moment.

Inside the palace building, she was on her way to the mistress’s quarters when she saw the king coming out of the Royal Court.

Her heart skipped several beats. Oh, no! Oh, No! She CAN’T run into the king at this moment.

What if he demands for s****l pleasures? He’ll definitely find her out, because that bastard’s release smeared all over her thighs. And she’s yet to clean up too!

She wants nothing more than to reach her bedroom and wash his filthiness from her body.

He was striding towards her and she stopped at the sight of him. She bowed her head in greeting, “My King…”

“To my Chambers, Vetta.” He walked past her towards his chambers. His steps unhurried, his hands behind his back.

Vetta’s heart skipped three beats. She followed him to his chambers, closing the door behind her when she walked in.

“Is anything the matter, Your Highness?” Thankfully, her voice was calm.

He turned towards her, scowling. “You have been going out a lot lately, Vetta. And you do not take the carriage or take any guard with you. Do you not value your safety? Or you do not want to obey my command?”

What!? She wasn’t expecting this.

“No, no, o-of course not, Your Highness. I just… I just needed those moments alone. It’s not really some dangerous place, it’s a friend of mine that lives just outside the boarder…”

Silence. He seems to be thinking about that.

“And you go to see this friend without taking any escort like you are supposed to? Like your status is required of you?” He asked in thay ridiculously calm voice of his. He might as well be talking about the whether.

Vetta doesn’t know what to say, so she said nothing.

The silence stretched between them. She wished she’d never seen him, at least, until she’d taken her bath and wash away Karandy’s filthy hands on her.

Now, she stood in front of him, feeling so dirty. It is not a good feeling at all. She stared at him, and he has the usual blank face.

She has no idea what’s going through his mind at all.

King Lucien began walking closer to her. He stood in front of her and palmed her jaw, lifting her chin. “I do not understand you these days, Vetta. It’s as if something is going on with you right here under my nose and I do not know about it.”

His sense of intuition has always creeped her out. “Nothing is going on with me, My King. I swear it.” She rushed out.

“You just like to disobey my instructions.” He let go of her and walked past her towards his desk, “I’m putting you under five days House Arrest for disobeying me so blatantly.”

“My King!” The punishment so unexpected, startled Vetta and horrified her.

“Guards.” He called without raising his voice.

The door opened and two guards entered. They knelt down and bowed their heads, “Your Highness.”

“Escort the mistress to her quarters.” His eyes found her horrified ones, “You do not regard your safety, but I do. You go out alone and come back so late, after sundown. You do not take permissions from me. You do not inform me. A lot of things might have happened to you, but clearly, you do not seem to be thinking about that.”

He walked to his desk and picked up his well-written scroll as he continued addressing her. “That is being rash. Stay in your bedroom for some days and clear your head, Vetta. Do not leave your bedroom.”

His words brook no argument. And, with the way he turned his back and took steady strides into his library, it’s obvious he has dismissed her.

What the hell just happened? Vetta asked herself in shocked horror.

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Danika do not know how long passed. It took a long time before Baski was able to get control of herself again.

“All hope isn’t lost…!” Was Baski’s exclamation as she pulled away from Danika.

Danika watched her warily as the older woman began talking to herself, as if making plans.

“We aren’t sure if the baby is gone or not, so we can’t conclude anything yet. In the meantime, I’ll go into the forest now in search of Albaress. Yes, Albaress! It’s good for pregnancies, babies in the wombs. It soothes a mother and a foetus. Repairs the body. Stops bleeding. If the baby is hurting anywhere, Albaress can heal his wounds. Yes, I have to get that herbs. And so many other herbs! I need to make a list—”

“Baski! What are you doing…?” Danika asked warily, already she’s so tired and sleepy.

“Oh, Danika, we have to save that baby if there’s any chance that you’re still pregnant.” She informed Danika.

“But…” Danika swallowed down the lump in her throat, “Isn’t it for the best…? That I lost the baby…? The king will—”

“No! No, Danika, don’t ever think that way! Ever! It’s not for the best, we have to save your baby! If there’s a chance, we MUST save that child!”

Danika opened her mouth to say something, but Baski shook her head. “Heavens, I’ve stressed you much, I’m so sorry. It’s not good for you at all, stress.”

Baski walked to her and helped her lie down on the bed, “Here, get some sleep, so that you’ll feel better and stronger later. Princess Kamara has come here countless times today to see you but you’ve been sleeping and you aren’t strong enough for visitors yet. For now, just focus on getting better and I’ll take great care of you.”

Danika was feeling so very tired and sleepy, so she didn’t bother arguing. Baski has behaved really strange with her today, but she didn’t let herself think about it.

Baski rushed to the table and brought her portions. She helped her drink them. “It’ll help you sleep well for a long time. A good sleep is best for your health.”

Danika stared through dazed eyes as the older woman fused over her. Finally, Baski drew her blanket over her and kissed her on the cheeks.

“Thank you so so so so much, Danika.” She whispered.

Danika’s mind was already half-way asleep, but she still murmured, “For what…?”

“For… Everything.” For being a ray of sunshine and a basket of hope to our people. But, Baski didn’t say it out loud.

Danika’s thoughts as she grew more sleepy was filled with King Lucien. How much she misses the King. How much she wants to be with him… Lie against him.

Her conscious self might not remember the events of the night before, but her fuzzy drugged-up mind remembered.

As she felt asleep, she wondered if the king will come to her again tonight?