The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 127

The water and the food ready, Baski woke Danika up from sleep. She was persistent about it. At last, Danika opened her eyes reluctantly.

Baski got behind her head and pulled her up, helping her to lie in her arms, she supported Danika’s head with against her blossom. “You have to eat to keep strong. Your wounds will heal faster too.”

“Alright, Baski…” She whispered drowsily.

Baski spoonfed her gently, and she ate obediently. In the silence that followed, Baski fed there the first course of the meal from the tray.

When the plate became empty, Baski dropped it beside the bed and picked up a full plate of tomato bisque soup.

She used the spoon to feed it to Danika. The more Danika ate, the more she began to feel better and less sleepy. She shifted uncomfortably on Baski’s body and the older woman knows she wants up.

“Alright, here we go.” Baski helped her to sit up, she got up from behind her back and helped her to lay her back to the headboard.

“Thank you, Madam Baski…” Danika whispered hoarsely.

“You don’t need to thank me this way, young lady. Thank me by getting better real quick and back on your two feet without any scar on your flawless body. That’s the way to thank me.” She said sternly but without vigor.

Danika felt her lips stretching into a little smile. “Alright, Madam Baski…” She whispered again.

Baski pursed her lips and continued feeding her until the soap finished. She reached into the tray and withdrew the third plate.

“I’m full.” Danika protested.

She glared at her and shook her head, “You’ve not anything anything since morning. You’re eating all of them.”

Danika would have protested again bit she didn’t bother to waste her breath when she saw the stubborn set of the old woman’s cheeks.

Her mind took her back to the night before but her memory is hazy. She would have sworn that the king was here with her…

She tried to remember, but her memory remained hazy. The last event she can remember clearly was being beat up badly in the market… Sally screaming at the market women… Remeta crying all over her… The highly painful cramps that suddenly attacked her lower body—-

“My baby!” She let out a high cry suddenly.

Baski paused in the middle of lifting up the plate. All the b***d drained from her face and she stared at Danika with a pale face.

Danika’s face was paler. Her eyes implored Baski. “My baby… I lost my baby… didn’t I?”

“You knew that you were pregnant?” Baski’s voice was surprisingly neutral, but her eyes suddenly looked…cold.

Danika closed her eyes and nodded her head as pain washed over her. “I found out yesterday’s morning…”

So, she’d been pregnant and she’d lost the baby. She will not feel bad. She will not cry. It was for the better.

The king would have her head if he’d found out. A slave do not get pregnant for her master, and she isn’t just any slave. She’s Cone’s daughter.

She will not cry. She will not cry. It’s for the better.

But tears slipped from her closed eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

“I thought I was protected… I never knew I’ll get pregnant.” She whispered.

“Of course, you never knew.” Baski’s voice was cold, “Here, open your mouth and finish this meal. I have some work to do.”

In her heart, there’s this very part of her that never believed that Danika would do something like that. But, she just never acknowledged that part of her because it will be ridiculous to do so. But now…

Baski pushed the pain away. She wants away from here, because she doesn’t think her poor heart can take Danika’s betrayal. It hurts her so much because she cares for Danika like she’s her own child too…just like she cares for the king

Danika’s eyes remained closed, in a world of her own. A painful world.

“It’s all for the best… This way, he’ll never find out that I ever carried his child… I won’t have to die for that particular crime… in such a humiliating way. The townspeople will just love to watch me die that way… For being stupid enough to let myself get pregnant for the king….” She was crying softly as the words whispered out of her lips.

Baski sat frozen on the bed. The plate fell from her hand and shattered on the ground, the soup scattered everywhere.

“W-What…!?”

Baski’s shout made Danika open her teary eyes, she stared at Baski in sheer confusion. “Huh?”

“What did you just say…?” Surely, she didn’t hear her clearly. Of course, she didn’t hear her clearly.

Her ears must be failing her in her old age. There’s no way she heard her clearly.

“I know it’s stupid too, to be crying.” Danika continued cluelessly, raising her hand to wipe her wet cheeks. “I should be happy. Carrying the King’s child…it’s stupid. It’s a good thing the child is no longer in me…”

But, even as she said that, the tears wouldn’t stop falling from her eyes.