The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 179

Baski walked into the small entrance of the dungeon. She stopped when she saw Danika lying down on the cold ground several feet away for her.

She turned to Dargak who’s stood behind her, “Open this cell for me, please.”

“You know the King did not instruct it. It will get me into a huge trouble.” The warrior answered gently.

Baski knows all that, but she was desperate. The King hasn’t gotten out of his bedroom since he walked into it in the morning. The sun is down now, it’s late evening.

“I won’t put you in trouble, Dargak. I will take full responsibility being caught inside her cell. But you have to let me in, please. It’s cold in there and she is barely dressed.” She pleaded.

The warrior took in the dress she has in her hand. Baski did well to hide the bread she’d gotten from the kitchen inside the big petticoat, where it wouldn’t be seen.

Dargak still hesitated after the eye inspection.

He was wary to incure the King’s wrath. Everyone is, including Baski. No one wants the King focused on them with mood he’s in now.

“Please, Dargak. That woman is pregnant, and she has already lost her baby. The least we can do is to cloth her up so she doesn’t catch a cold. Your young wife is six months along… I’m sure you will understand this. Please.” She begged.

He signed in resignation and walked ahead of her. The sound of lock opening filled the air. He turned back to her, “I will only give you a short moment with her.”

“That’s all I ask for. Thank you so much, Dargak.” She hurried past him and entered into the cell.

It reminded her vividly of being held captive in those cold hard cells in Mombana, her steps faltered as the age-old fear filled her.

She forced herself to fight the fear that spread through her mind. You are free now. You are no longer in captivity. You and Remeta are free again.

She repeated several times in her mind until she could breath freely again. Relieved, the walked farther into the cell, observing that Danika hasn’t moved an inch since she came here.

“Danika?” Baski called softly, laying the petticoat aside. She lowered herself behind Danika and touched her back tentatively.

She didn’t respond. But Baski knows that she’s not asleep.

Baski’s eyes widened when she saw Danika’s lower body. The b***d that made it out of her body has dried around her thighs, and she was still dropping new ones.

But she wasn’t bleeding as heavily as she was supposed to. Does it mean that the child is still in her…?

“Oh, Danika. I think you might still pregnant even after the collar-shock…!” Tears prickled Baski’s eyes, “Your baby might still be hanging in there all day…!”

“It d-does not matter…” Danika’s voice came out hoarsely, “We are still going to die on the fourth day anyway…”

“By the Gods! Your child…!” Baski got up and hurried out of the dungeon. She rushed to her bedroom and lifted her herbs-bag to her shoulders.

She picked out fresh towels, a bowl of fresh water, the new herb-roots she collected the day before. Then, she turned and ran back to the dungeon.

Danika hasn’t moved an inch from the ground she laid. Baski walked closer to her, “Your child is a strong fighter, Danika. I gave up…knowing how bad the collar-shock is, but this baby might still be in there. It’s been hours, you should have lost so much b***d but look at you…” Her voice filled with awe.

“It doesn’t matter, Baski…”

“It does! Oh, have a little faith, Danika.” Baski sat down and pushed Danika until she rolled around facing her.

Danika’s eyes was red and swollen, her face like a person who’s been crying for long. “It has nothing to do…with f-faith, Baski. You saw the King, right?”

“I saw him. How couldn’t I? He shattered before my very eyes.”

Danika’s eyes slid tightly shut, as if the knowledge hurts like hell. Maybe it does.

Silence descended as Baski mixed a little herb inside the water. She raised Danika’s underclothes up, baring her body to her. Then, she began cleaning her up.

“Do you know the only thought that kept going through my head today?” Baski began as she rubbed the towel down Danika’s inner thighs.

Danika remained silent, her eyes still tightly closed together.

“That very day I asked about your pregnancy. That very day you cleared my doubts about this baby…even before I was able to understand my own daughter’s words. I remember accusing you of having another lover.”

“I remember that too.” Danika’s voice was laced with bitterness.

“You looked me in the eyes and told me how degrading it is for you to take on another lover when you belong to the King. I saw the passion in your eyes. The insult you felt because I would ask something like that. The intensity. I saw the Royal b***d in y-you.” Baski’s voice cracked in the end.

Tears slipped from behind Danika’s closed eyes down to the ground.

“What happened, Danika? What went wrong?” Baski asked at last, her eyes filled with sadness as fresh b***d dropped out from Danika’s body.

“I don’t have any idea what to say to you, Baski.” Danika whispered miserably, “The truth is so unbelievable. So far-fetched…”

“Try me. Try and talk to me, Danika. I want to understand… I want to understand.”

Danika’s heart was so heavy, the weight of it battled the pains from other parts of her body. She will be executed in four days. She has nothing to loose.

“I went to the backyard to take my clothes, Karandy dragged me from behind with a knife pressing at my side. He manhandled me to the storeroom and tried to r-rape me. I fought him and he drugged me.” she sniffled jerkily, “I don’t remember anything else from there. All I know is that I woke to see you and the King standing over me, with Karandy’s head separated from his body.”

Baski took a huge breath of relieve. Her heart lightening at her words. “I knew it! I just knew it, that you could have never cheated on the King like that. You could have never treated him like that!”

Her eyes opened, she leaned up and looked at Baski with shock in her eyes, “You believe me…?”

“Of course, I do. I never really doubted you. I just needed an explanation, and now I got one. I feel very relieved!”

Tears of gratitude and relief slipped from Danika’s eyes. She lowered her head again and closed her eyes. “Thank you for believing in me.”