The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 51

Danika has heard less from the king in the past one week.

He’d summoned her three times only, and those times, he makes her seat down on the floor beside him and he gives her a brand-new scroll and a well-written parchment.

He orders her to rewrite everything in the parchment to the scroll as a way of duplicate.

At the very deep heart of her, Danika nursed the fluttering feeling and peace in her heart whenever she has to stay beside him in silence and write.

It has always been her past time activity, even when she was still a princess. And now, she has falling into the routine with the king.

No words. No noise. No slavery. No works. Just the both of them sitting and writing.

It also gives her a deep sense of satisfaction, because it’s the one thing his mistress can never do with him. Because it’s the one thing he can do with her alone.

He’d summoned her one day and announced that they were going to the Kingdom of Ijipt because of a court meeting between the kings.

They’d been driven in the Royal Carriage and that surprised Danika so much…still surprised her whenever she remembers it. The king had let her ride the carriage with him.

Slaves do not ride the Royal Carriage, it’s the most impossible of happenings.

Slaves walk with legs while their master rode the carriage and the guards rode the horses, or a good master might allow the slave to ride in a horse.

Not the carriage…unless he wants to take pleasures from her body in there. Never the carriage.

But the king had let her stay in the carriage, and even though she sat on that space in the floor of the carriage, it doesn’t matter at all. Beats walking, and riding in a horse hundred times.

Also, thankfully, the meeting in Ijipt went really well. The kings had taken one look at her and their lips thinned in displeasure.

“You survived.” King Moreh had snarled.

Fear had Danika inching behind the King’s back, even before she knew she took that step.

King Moreh and King Philip’s look of disapproval was blatant in their face, but other kings just stared at her thoughtfully.

The two King’s angers comes with the knowledge they all have about the law that has been there since the very beginning of time.

Any slave that escapes death in a certain tradition, would never again be subjected to it as a demand or an order. Unless, as a punishment from her master.

All the kings knows about that law, and they also knew that they can never subject the daughter of King Cone to another introduction just as an order or a demand.

She can only endure another introduction by these kings if it’s an order or a punishment coming from her master.

King Lucien and all the kings knows this, and that is why King Lucien had brought her along anyway. The kings has no right where she is anymore.

“I’ll have to say, I admire her strength.” King Pesih finally said dismissively and they all walked into the royal court and took their sits and positions.

Danika was glad that it’s all over. They won’t try to force her to go through another introduction. King Lucien had told her coldly during the journey that the kings doesn’t have the right to do so.

As the kings just shrugged and started into the royal court, dismissing her presence, she finally realized that he’s right. It made her happy.

She doesn’t have to hide her being in the land of the living from them for the rest of her life.

The meeting had happened peacefully. She’d sat on her usual position beside the king, trying to pretend that she doesn’t know that the meeting is about the petition for slaves which King Lucien was fighting for. She’s a slave and a slave is supposed to be an object. She isn’t supposed to know that.

But, in the past one week, she’d come to find out things about the king she never knew…things that disturbed her.

Fear had Danika inching behind the King’s back, even before she knew she took that step.

The king wants to create a better life for the lowborns. His petitions is to abolish some very bad laws on slaves, and enforce some new ones that’ll help the lives of lowborns.

That knowledge had only strengthen the forbidden thought in her mind that the king is really a good man. He’s hard on her because of what her father did to him, but that isn’t his nature….especially with other slaves.

It was the first time Danika allowed herself to think of the fact that the king didn’t enslave any of the people of Mombana except her. All of her people still has their lives infant and normal.

She’d sat down there and listened to everything that went down in court. The more she finds out all that about him, the more some bitterness in her heart for him seems to disappear a little more, much to her own chagrin.

She finds out that the hate feeling that always squeezes her chest the first time she came into captivity is no longer there, because as days goes by it keeps displaying around her that the king is not the monster she’d first thought him to be.

He’s just a damaged man, broken. If he’s ever a monster, he’s the monster her father created…for her. He’s never that way with other people.

The last one week has been relatively good for Danika. Sally was getting better. She hasn’t seen much of the king’s wicked mistress. And Karandy had been stripped of his post as the mine’s slave trainer after he was flogged.

She’d only gone to the mine twice, and the new slave master called Korag, wasn’t particularly mean to her. He just treats her like she’s just every other slave.

Life is being good to her. At least for now.