The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 145

Baski walked out of the king’s bedroom with her heart in her throat. This summon filled her with dread.

She walked to Danika’s bedroom and saw her lyimg down on the bed, her breathing evened out. She knows that she’s sleeping even before she walked towards her front and saw her closed eyes.

Even in sleep, lines of worry marred her face.

Baski knows that the poor girl is more stressed lately with everything she’s going through. And, now this…

She touched Danika gently. “Danika, dear you have to wake up.”

Danika mumbled incoherently and settled back to sleep.

“The king summons you, Danika.”

Her eyes snapped open and she sprang up from the bed with so much force, her head spun.

Baski held her, “Easy, easy…”

Danika fixed her with a worried gaze, “For what…? Do you know why, Madam Baski…?”

The older woman shook her head, “I don’t know, Danika. But he’s not in a good mood at all.”

All the b***d drained from Danika’s face. She sat up straighter, “Do you think it has something to do with what happened in the church today? Or…” she swallowed tightly, “Or, he’s doing to want to…”

“I don’t know, Danika, but there’s every possibility that he’s going to want to draw s****l pleasures from your body.” She shook her head miserably, “That is not a good idea, Danika. And, with the way he is now.., I fear for you.”

Danika’s heart flew away from her chest. “Is his mood that bad…?”

Baski nodded calmly.

She swallowed tightly and stared down at her hands. She has dreaded this constantly for the past few days, she has worried herself sick.

She missed being in his arms but not like this… This is downright terrifying.

“What do I do, Baski…? I think I’m about to die from panic.” Her voice trembled, as she looked at the older woman so helplessly.

“Here…” baski pulled her to sit towards the edge of the bed, “Wait right here for me, I’ll be right back.”

Danika nodded her head and watched Baski as she hurried out of the room. She wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly feeling so cold. The king summons her and he isn’t in a good mood.

Oh, whatever it is that blackened his mood…? She asked herself worriedly.

If it has anything to do with the things her father did, then, she really has something to worry about.

The door opened again, and Baski entered with a small wrapped ball like a small stone and a gel.

“I read about this herbal seed so many years ago when I was young and still learning herbs from my grandma. One of her herbal old books has words about this seed in it’s pages.” She began.

“They say it keeps a baby in the womb firm and healthy even during hard times…like the mama had an accident or something. I don’t really know because I don’t read so well, but, we don’t have much of an option. I harvested the seeds after I found out that you were pregnant. Just in case…”

Danika bit her lips, staring at the weird-looking seed, “Do you think it will work…?”

Baski looked unsure, “I don’t really know, Danika, but I can‘t just send you to the lion’s den unprepared.”

“I’m scared, Madam Baski.”

Baski took her hand into hers and squeezed lightly. “You’ll be fine, my dear. You’re Danika and you’ve always been strong, brave. All my life, I’ve seen the worst kind of slavery. And yet, most of us are able to give birth during the worst kind of it all.”

“Back in Mombana, I know a few women who the guards molested every single day, even when they got pregnant. Some were subjected to very hard labor. A few of them were able to give birth to that strong child too and come out healthy.” Baski smiled at her in reassurance.

“A few?” Danika could only mumble, her throat dry like sandpaper.

“We go through a lot, Danika. Slaves. Most of them couldn’t survive.” Her voice took on a sad note.

“How is that suppose to be an encouragement, Madam Baski?” Danika cried out.

“Oh…!” The older woman flushed guiltily, “Uhm, well, let’s see…” she seemed to be in thought for a few seconds. Then, her eyes brightened, “The king is…quite partial to you and you love him so much. Surely, that will help a lot. You’ll be fine, Danika.”

Danika took a deep breath, she didn’t even need to ask how Baski knows that she loves the king because she has a bigger problem to worry about.

But, surprisingly Baski’s encouragement worked. Not really much of the words but because she’s really trying to encouraging her. Danika knows that if anything goes wrong, Baski will be here for her.

Another deep breath. She took the seed from her and threw it down her throat. The older woman gave her water and she washed it down.

Then, Baski gave her a small bottle of gel. She took it from her, murmuring her gratitude and opened it. Her confusion was apparent as she glanced up at Baski for explanation.

Baski’s wrinkled cheeks flushed a little. “Vetta once referred to the king as a no-preamble man. Just in case… uhm, you have to be prepared.”