The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 98

It was well past midnight when the king walked into his chambers.

Heavy burdens stood on his shoulders, his face hard as rock.

The lightness that surrounded him as he left his chambers had long departed from him….especially after he heard the news of why the messenger came.

He’d always known that this day will come. He’d always done his best not to think about it. But, finally, it’s here.

A day when he’ll have to do the greatest duty required of him.

He has to take a wife. He has to have an heir. He has to form an allegiance with another great kingdom.

King Valendy has always been a good king, and he’d always supported good. When it comes to support, King Lucien knows that he has the support of that king.

King Valendy had sent his messenger to give him the message that would be of help to him.

The day before, he took an arrow in the chest and was sick, so he hadn’t been able to attend the court meeting with other kings in Kingdom of Ijipt.

Valendy has suspicions that king Moreh might be after his throne, thinking to attack Salem and take over everything. It was just suspicions, but it wasn’t without basis.

A kingdom without a queen, an heir or allegiance is bound to be a center eye for many greedy kings.

And if anything happens to the king, the kingdom is taken over.

He’d been sick yesterday and his kingdom had been vulnerable to attacks.

If anything had happened to him, his people would have suffered again. His people have suffered enough. They would never have to suffer enough, that would not happen. Not even over his dead body.

He would always put his people above himself. That is the duty of every great king. That is the duty he will perform over and over again without any regret.

King Valendy had offered his daughter, Princess Kamara. In other words, he had offered his allegiance to his kingdom.

If he marries the Princess Kamara, he will be accepting the allegiance of a powerful kingdom who’ll back him up against all the fights he knows will come in the future.

The fight for more freedom for lowborns, and more laws against scurrilousness of slaves. The fight for the greater cause.

He’d sent the messenger back with a message of his own.

Yes, he agrees to marry Princess Kamara. And yes, he is accepting his offer for allegiance of the two kingdoms.

Now, he leaned against the wall and stared at the woman who has fallen asleep with her head resting on the desk.

He watched the smooth rise and fall of her chest in sleep.

His shoulders heavy with the burden of duty. His heart heavier with the knowledge that he’s about to take a queen when there’s no hope for an heir coming from him.

His demons has resurfaced over the course of the evening. And now they haunted him.

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Danika felt someone watching her. That was how she woke.

She stirred and her eyes opened to see the king standing a few feet away from her. He was leaning against the wall and his eyes were on her.

At the first glance, he looked deep in thought. He looked so troubled, she wondered what could be the matter?

What is the message that the messenger came with?

Seconds later, the troubled expression cleared from his face when he saw her wake, to be replaced by his usual blank face.

“My King…” She whispered. Then, she bit her lips.

Is it time for her to call him Master, yet?

She peeked a glance at him but thankfully, he didn’t call her out on it or reprimand her.

“Were you able to write two scrolls?” He asked, still leaning against the wall.

“I wrote four.” She whispered.

“You did well.”

She basked under the praise. Then, the silence descended, and she found her nervousness enfolding her.

Nervous about what will come next. She makes any move and still feels the soreness from the demands he made on her last night. Her thighs still ached where she gripped and rode him.

Her cheeks heated up and she lowered her head, picking nervousness on the seam of her corset.

“Did you sleep well?” His deep voice came again.

“Yes, My King.”

“Good.” He finally pulled away from the wall, “Because you’ll be needing it for tonight.”

His shoulders were heavily burdened by his duties, but in this chambers, he can at least drop them aside. He didn’t have to think of getting married. He didn’t have to think of his inability to produce an heir to his throne.

He didn’t have to think at all. At least for this night. With this woman who’s very touch can make him loose himself. Who’s touch brings him peace and calm.

He didn’t have to think at all. At least for this night. With this woman who’s very touch can make him loose himself. Who’s touch brings him peace and calm.

He can forget everything and loose himself in the warmth of her body….of her arms. He can let himself have her, and sleep so well.

Even if it’s just for the moment. Even if it’s just for tonight.

“Get up and undress for me, Danika.” He g*****d at last.

Danika’s heart skipped three beats. And then, ran away from her chest.

He wasn’t ordering her to ‘Strip’, like he usually does. Instead, he’s requesting her to undress for him.

“Yes, Your Majesty.” She got up on shaky legs out of the chair. She began pulling off clothes while he watched her like a hawk, his face not revealing anything at all.

Danika wished a day will come when he’ll undress her himself.

But, then again, if wishes were horses, beggars would have been riding by now.

The silence of the room was only disturbed by the ruffle of clothings as she undressed. Finally, she stood naked before him.

He’d never seen a body so beautiful. So smooth, soft and flawless like a princess’s. Being a slave haven’t been able to do anything to erase that.

Danika didn’t want to risk being ordered to the table. She didn’t want to risk being shoved into with her h**s pressing achingly on the cold hard table…not after the memorable evening they had.

Not after his sweet unforgettable k**s.

So, without being ordered, she let her shaky legs carry her to the bed. She climbed onto the softness and silk covering it, and laid down on her back.

Her shy but loving eyes found his. Her legs pressed together.

Finally, he pulled away from the wall he’d been leaning on. He walked closer to the bed and stopped short suddenly. Indecision crossed his eyes.

Danika didn’t know what was going through his head as he stopped suddenly, his eyes staring blankly at her neck.

She saw the moment when he made a decision and his face took on it’s usual blank look. Then, his eyes held hers as he began undressing himself.