The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 138

“No,” she shook her head adamantly, “No, please… He’ll have me killed! You know this! He’ll punish me…! Why are you so excited about telling him, madam Baski? Do you want him to order my execution!?”

Baski paused, deep in thoughts. She understands where Danika is coming from, but Danika doesn’t know the condition of the king. She doesn’t know that the king was thought sterile and she can’t tell her about it.

The king is a very private person and this is not a secret a person just reveals. Even Vetta doesn’t know about it.

“Danika, my dear, he might be very happy about it. You’ll never know unless you try…” She informed uncertainly.

“Might?” Danika whispered, “I should walk up to him and risk my life for ‘might’? I can’t do that, Baski. I’m not strong enough…”

“But, pregnancy is not something a woman hides, Danika! Sooner or later, he’ll find out about it. Your pregnancy especially shouldn’t be hidden because a lot of care should be taken. A whole lot of care!” Baski reasoned.

“I can’t… No, he can’t find out…!” Danika was remembering when she was a child, she’d heard her father sentence two slaves to death for getting pregnant with his child.

No matter how much those slaves pleaded that they’ve taken Body Flushers, he rather had been adamant in sentencing them to death by beheading.

“No way, I’ll never!” She reinstated more firmly, her hands going around her belly protectively.

“But—“

“If you tell him I’ll run straight to the nearest bush and chew on Alka.” She vowed heatedly.

Baski’s mouth hung open in shock. “That’s the most poisonous herb ever!”

“My thoughts exactly.”

Baski bit her lips helplessly. The firm set of her jaw shows that she’s very stubborn about it. That infamous stubbornness most brave princesses inherited.

She doesn’t have what it takes to tell the king about something like this, because even she, doesn’t know what his reactions will be.

But still, keeping him in the dark is very dangerous. “If he doesn’t find out, how does he know that he shouldn’t be intimate with you?”

“Huh?” Danika doesn’t understand that part.

“Your pregnancy is in a very vulnerable stage, Danika. Coupled with what you’ve already been through, the king shouldn’t be intimate with you for more weeks to come. And even after those weeks, he would have to be extremely gentle with you when you both are in intimacy.” She paused, for her to digest that part.

Danika’s cheeks heated but it didn’t stop her from pointing something out. “The king is not g-gentle when it…uhm…when he…”

Baski nodded, “The king is not a gentle man, you know this much more than I do. That’s the sole reason he should have this knowledge or else, you’ll be killing that baby and endangering your own life whenever you go to bed with him.”

“Oh…” Headache began pounding at her head. Danika palmed her head in indecision, shaking her head miserably. “You know I can’t deny him…”

“I know. That’s why I worry for the future when he will summon you to his bed.”

Minutes passed before she called, “Baski?”

Baski came closer and patted her head in a motherly way. “My dear?”

“Do you have hundred percent certainty that he wouldn’t kill me if he finds out?” She mumbled.

Baski opened her mouth. Closed it. Opened it again.

At last, she snapped it closed because she truly doesn’t know the answer to that. The king is the most unpredictable man she’d ever known and great chances are…

He might not believe that the child is his. He might never believe.

Danika put Baski’s thoughts into words. “You, Baski, found it hard to believe that I’m pregnant for the king, for reasons I don’t know. And what about the king? Will he just sit down and take the news that I’m pregnant for him at mouth-value? Without disbelieving it or questioning it?”

She glanced up at Baski, “You gave me a chance to explain and swear, but the king wouldn’t give me that chance if he doesn’t believe me. I’ll pay a dire price”

Baski knows that she’s right too. There are just too many things at stake here. She wants nothing more than to let the king know that he’s not as sterile as everyone thought, but at the same time, she doesn’t want to risk Danika and her baby’s life for it too.

“I’m so worried, Mama, because I’m still not sure if the Prince will stay.” Remeta’s word filled her ears.

The reminder made Baski shiver. “You know what? We’ll take it one step at a time. We’ll keep it a secret for now,while still looking for a way to break it to him without putting your life in danger. Pregnancy is not something that can be hidden for long, Danika. Very soon, you’ll be running out of time.”

Danika drew her knees up and hugged it tight to her chest, she began to rocking herself unable to stop worrying.

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It was very late at night when King Lucien finished the last petition he had been writing and rolled the parchment closed.

He held it closed with a band and kept it beside him where the other scrolls are.

He knows he can no longer put it off. His duty.

It’s long overdue.

“Who is there?” He called as calmly as ever. He got up from his chair and lifted the scrolls from the desk.

The door opened and Zariel entered his chambers. “Your Highness!?”

He took the scrolls to the inner bedroom and arranged them on the library where it will be easier for him to extract them in the morning.

He came back to his bedroom and walked back to his desk in those steady regal strides of his, that practically screams power and authority.

His eyes found Zariel and he stated, “Tell Princess Karama, I summon her.”

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