The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 159

Later in the day, cleaned up and after another round of sleep, she went in search of Baski. She found her on the woods with Remeta, picking a basket-full of herbs.

They all walked together to the palace and back into Baski’s bedroom. The older woman was livid and worried, but Danika went right ahead to explain what happened in the King’s Chamber.

She gave her the general reason, skipping the intimate memories she made with the king. Those are private and hers alone to cherish.

She told Baski about the way he was so deep buried into the past, he almost lost his sanity with her. How she came close to telling him that she was pregnant and his response to that.

“Oh dear…” The older woman palmed her own wrinkled forehead, “I’m glad you withdrew when you did, I can’t begin to imagine what would have happened to you if you told him and he took the news badly. He really believes he can’t father a child and no one can blame him.”

“You’re right. I just couldn’t go on with it. I didn’t have to courage.” Danika said sadly.

“I’m watching closely for his schedule to loosen up, then I would find the time to go to him and explain Remeta’s gift to him. His schedule is parked to the teeth. He is a very busy man.”

“He is.”

“Oh, thank you so much, Danika, for pulling him out of that abyss. I know you could do it, I never lost hope that if any woman would be Abel to reach him when he’s loosing the fight with himself, it will be you.” Baski teared up as she put on herbs on her body.

Danika looked around and noticed that Remeta has disappeared again. She hasn’t said a word to her all morning, just a lot of smiles and happiness.

In the time that passed, Baski rubbed herbs and liquid concoctions she has never seen before on her, but knows better than to question the older woman’s extensive knowledge with herbs.

Already, her body started feeling better. Soothed. The pains lessened.

Finally, Baski’s face took up a concerned note. “Do you feel any discomfort in your stomach? Have you had any b***d dropplings from your body even if it’s just a little, since last night?”

“No, I feel perfectly fine. Not even a drop.” She answered truthfully.

Baski let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding, her face a light of relief. “Thank heavens. If you feel any sharp pain or see any b***d no matter how little, you have to inform me, do you hear me?”

Danika nodded her head.

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SEVEN WEEKS LATER.

Danika was watching Remeta play around in the palace garden. Remeta giggled as she ran around, her new friend—a fox—following her everywhere.

She still can’t believe that this is the same girl who, five months ago, was so afraid of her shadow and almost mad with the horrors of a past a girl her age should never have.

She’s just like a different person. Actually, Remeta is like three different people.

The sad haunted girl she promised that there will be ‘no more bed’ for her.

The child that runs around the woods chasing crickets, carrying a fox around and being happy.

And, the seer that keeps warning her of a big danger coming.

“Beware of the three ‘W’.” That has become a new mantra for the Seer Remeta whenever she talks to her.

Danika has tried so much to find out what is the three ‘W’, even Baski has tried but there is no way for them to know that. Remeta won’t say anything.

Once the Seer-Remeta decides to keep quiet, she does not say a word at all. And that is the problem they have been having for more than a month.

“See the sky, My Queen!” Remeta shouted, pointing at the sky.

Pulled out of her thought, Danika glanced up at the yellow sun that rose in the sky, giving the evening and the garden a beautiful serene glow.

“It is so beautiful.” She whispered truthfully, drawn away from her problems to the beautiful sky.

“Yes. It looks almost as beautiful as you, My Queen.” The girl turned and grinned at her, “Almost. You are the most beautiful sun. The most glowing moon. And the most alluring star om earth and in the sky.”

Danika’s heart swelled with love for the fifteen-year-old girl that has stolen her heart a long time ago. A smile touched her lips. “Thank you so much, Remeta. You’re just as beautiful.”

The girl only grinned wider before she began plucking beautiful flowers and inhaling them excitedly.

“Remeta?” She called, just to try her luck again for the countless time.

“Yes, My Queen?”

“What is the three ‘W’?” She asked softly.

As always Remeta frowned a bit. Then, she would look at her, smile so hard and continue doing what she’s doing. This time, she continued plucking the rose flower before her.

Danika signed in defeat. So much to worry about. So much to think about.

Her biggest problem is that she’s more than three months pregnant, and the king doesn’t know she’s carrying his child. She’s thirteen weeks gone.

Baski was finally able to get a moment with the king and she explained Remeta’s gift and ancestry to him.

She’d told the king the truth about her great grandfather who was a big fearsome shaman here in Salem. There are healers and shamans in her ancestry.

The king believed perfectly. He has heard stories of the great Gunther, and he knows through his own father that the great Gunther is Baski’s great grandfather.

So, the king didn’t find it hard to believe that Remeta has the gift of foresight.

Danika can still remember that day. They were so happy. So very happy that the king believed them. All that remained was for Remeta to go to the king and tell him about her condition.

That is where all the problem lies. Till today.

No matter how they begged Remeta, and told the girl about how dire their situation is, Remeta wouldn’t say a word about going to the king.

At one time, Baski had told her to wait for the time when Remeta will ‘see’ another future, so, they would plead with her then.

They’d waited long until the day Remeta came to her bedroom, tugged on her clothes and warned her of the three ‘W’ for the first time.

She’d begged the girl then to go to the king and give him the news herself so that the king will believe, but Remeta only shook her head.

“It is not yet time.” She’d said in a robotic monotone.

Danika had tried to find out what she means by that, but the girl only blinked hard and came back to her normal self. She’d grinned at her and skidded out of her bedroom.

Now, she’s in a crossroad. She’s so worried, she isn’t sleeping properly anymore.