The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 112

Danika woke the next morning with dual feelings. She felt sick and so better, at the same time.

The sick part of it, is the normal part. She understands it because she’s been that way for a good while now. But the better part?

She smiled widely as she remembered last night. Or is earlier this morning?

That hug…

She closed her eyes ams could almost feel his arms around her. He’d held her tight…like he didn’t want to let go of her.

Then, they’d walked. He’d told her about his late Cousin. He’d sat with her and let her put her hands on him. He’d put his head on her belly…

Her hands rose and pressed on her stomach, her face glowing. She can still remember the way they’d stood there and she was patting hs head. They’d stayed for a long time too.

Such a sweet sweet moment.

Later, they’d walked back to his chambers and he’d let her lie down on his bed. He didn’t touch her intimately, and frankly, she never expected him to.

It’s Courting Week. The only rule to it is that the future queen has all the undivided attention of the king through out that period.

She is the only one that can grace his bed during that time too.

That was why she’d been surprised when he’d asked her to lie on the bed. She’d laid, but he only laid beside her and watched her with eyes that saw too much.

She should have known that the king is too much of a principled man and he’ll honour that rule as a respect to his future bride.

He’d surprised her again when he resumed talking to her. Telling her about some period of time during his slavery.

In return, she’d told him about some stories of herself when she was a child.

How she and Sally used to sneak to the village to watch some festivals. How she’d attended some of the princess meetings.

She deliberately excluded the name of her father from everything she told him. Any event that’ll lead to saying her father’s name—reminding him of her father—she made sure to scrap that event.

That was how they’d spent long minutes.

She was in the middle of telling him the story of one particular horror event that happened in Mombana when she was a teen—about a man that killed his own child—when he fell asleep.

She’d stayed a few more minutes openingly gazing at him as he slept, unabashed. She didn’t have to hide her love for him or her feelings for him because he wouldn’t see her.

Such sweet sweet fleeting moment.

She can’t remember how long passed before she allowed herself to get up from the bed, wrapped the duvet around him and walked out of his chambers back to her own room.

“Someone’s looking so happy this morning, standing in the middle of the bedroom, her cheeks flaming as she gets lost in thought.”

The sound of Sally’s voice pulled Danika out of her own head. She smiled at her former personal maid. “Sally…”

“Good morning, my princess. I can see that the day is looking so bright, my princess!” Sally whirled around two times, her cheeks stretched in a beautiful smile.

“The only person brightening up the day is you, Sally. I didn’t get the chance to see your dress, yesterday, I’m so sorry. I was sleeping like a goon.” She bit her lips guilty.

“Oh, stop it, my princess. I made sure you slept for a long time too. Then, I came back to look for you and couldn’t find you. You don’t know how shocked I was when I saw you with Princess Kamara.” she made a face, “I hope she didn’t hurt you?”

Danika shook her head. “No, she didn’t. Actually, she saw when the mistress was beating me around and she came to my rescue.”

“Your rescue?” Sally asked wide-eyed.

“She slapped the mistress three times and scolded her.”

Sally’s jaws went slack.

“What!?” Her eyes wide like saucers, filled with disbelieve.

“Yeah, I was that surprised too. Creator, I never expected it.”

“Oh… My… Creator. She slapped the witch of the west…?”

Sally’s disbelief was so comical, Danika laughed. “Yes, she did. Then, she took water from her personal maid and watched her hands clean for touching dirt.”

Sally clinged. Then, she was grinning, “I almost feel sorry for that wicked witch. She finally met her match.”

“I’m worried though. She threatened to tell the king all about it. The king might punish Kamara.”

“Or, he might not. With the king you’ll never know. Let’s just hope for the best and in the meantime, let’s go to the village and buy some clothings. You know we only have a few little moment to spend together before I get married.” She finished sadly.

“Don’t be so grammatic, Sally. Of course, we’ll still be spending time together even when you get married.” She told Sally with a smile, but her chest tightened.

She’s so happy that Sally is getting married to a man she loves, she really is. She just feels a burn in her chest whenever it reminds her that Sally will no longer be so close to her afterwards.

She’ll have to live with her husband. Take care of her husband and make him her priority.

“I’ll really like to go into the village with you, Sally but I have some chores—”

“Don’t worry about chores. I already pleaded with two maids to do it as a favor to me, I’ll pay them back.” She grinned and clapped, “I want us to go into the village, it’s been so long you stepped out of the palace gates.”

Danika smiled, staring at her. “Alright. Let me dress up and we’ll go.”