The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 134

Sally kept quiet because she knows that her princess is right. That very day, two weeks ago, her princess had passed out before she could hear the things she’d screamed to the people.

Her princess isn’t aware of the way she was saved, and when she’d heard about the crowd that stayed awake in the palace gates because they wanted her to be alright, she never believed it either.

“They must have been there for another reason. Those people hate me too much. It can’t be that…” She’d told Sally.

So, when they walked out of the palace together, Sally was right there beside her to help her when she got tired and needed to lean on her.

As Danika walked and staggered, Sally was right there to catch her and steady her, before leaving her alone so that she’ll keep walking on her own and getting stronger.

It reminded Danika of the events of three months ago when Sally was raped and brutalized by the Kings. They’d also walked this way during her healing process.

How time flies… It felt like ages ago.

Immediately they stepped out of the palace, all eyes were on Danika. Passersby stop to look at her and other just stood and watched warily.

Danika noticed the blatant stares—how can’t she when it’s way too obvious?—it made her uncomfortable.

But, she was determined to keep her shoulders high and walk with Sally. This people who almost killed her two weeks ago, and now, they look at her like they’re seeing a complete stranger.

The few glances she got of their faces, she couldn’t see the usual malice… the pure hate… they’d always emitted.

They got to a point where a little girl who doesn’t look older than six years old walked up to them. The girl hesitantly offered her a gift.

Danika stopped and stared at the chocolate in the little girl’s outstretched hand. It touched her immensely, that this little girl would offer her such gift.

Being a lowborn, or less privileged, they barely have enough to eat and sustain themselves. Now, this little girl offers her the little she has…

Danika lowered herself to become her eye level with the child, “Thank you so much.” She whispered as she accepted the gift.

The child beamed at her and ran away. Before she could take another step, other children began walking up to her and offering her chocolates.

There were so many children, their smiles sincere as they crowded her and made peace offerings. Tears sprang from her eyes as she accepted and thanked them all.

Then, the women, men and older people walked to her, and apologized vocally about what they did to her.

It was so unexpected, Danika couldn’t control the tears. Sally was there, patting her back occasionally as she forgave them all for ganging up on her and beating her up.

The people of Salem didn’t expect her easy forgiveness, and when it came, it only made them feel so guilty and their conscience so heavy.

Indeed, they’d preyed on an innocent. Indeed, they’d bit the finger that fed them.

The former Princess Danika is nothing like her father.

As Danika and Sally continued their way to buy what they came for, people were very good to her, and most women even gave her a gift from their shops. They bought Sally’s sandals at a discounted price.

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When she entered the palace, everyone took one look at the gifts she carried and knows it for what it is.

Peace offering and gifts. She has found favor with the people.

The maids have stopped being so mean to her after they found out about the things she did when they were still slaves in Mombana. They look at their hands and see the gifts from the people, and they smile at her in acknowledgment.

“You deserve it.” Was practically written in their faces.

The mistress was the only person that glared so hard at her as she passed with her sets of maid and saw the gifts. Vetta didn’t say any words to her, but she didn’t need to.

Her eyes and stiff posture shows her anger and rage. Thankfully, she just walked passed Danika, matching straight to her quarters.

But, other people…each and every one of them…looked at her with kindness and appreciation.

Danika felt so emotional, and for the first time in two weeks, she decided that her pain was worth it. The beatings were worth it too.

If those were what it took for the people to accept her and stop seeing her in the same light they saw his father, then, it’s definitely worth it.

And yet, a part of her prays to the Creator for the baby inside her to be alright.

She shouldn’t have a prayer like that, because that child will only cause more problems for her. For one, the king might order her execution if he finds out about it.

For another, his mistress or his ‘Queen’ might order her to be whipped or force her to take a body flusher…just like most queens and mistresses does in other kingdoms.

She isn’t particularly afraid of Princess Kamara because she’s a good person. But, the King’s mistress is more wicked than the others, she might do that to her and more…

Body flushers does kill the woman in some occasions too, under overdose. Most people use very dangerous herb combinations for it.

A slave do NOT carry the King’s child, it’s simply not done. And yet, no matter how much she crosses her heart on wishing her baby has left her, she still finds herself wishing otherwise too.

“Oh, Danika, what do you do…?” She whispered to herself, alone in her bedroom at evening.

Well, she shouldn’t worry about it now. Although, she still has all her symptoms of pregnancy, Baski said they wouldn’t be sure until she does her first checkup on her tonight.

In the meantime, she forced her mind away from it and focused on the beautiful gifts in her hand.

Several minutes later, the king summoned her.