The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 171

Danika woke up feeling unwell. It is not unusual for her ever since she got pregnant, but today was worse than the others.

She vomited her lungs in the toilet, lowering herself to the floor beside the seat, she laid her head on it and tried to get some sleep. She was feeling that sleepy.

A knock came on the door, followed by the creek of the door. “Danika?” Baski’s voice came through.

“In here…” She tried to shout but it came out like a croon.

A few seconds later, Baski appeared at her door and looked at her with concern, “Your food is down the drains.”

“I couldn’t keep it in. I feel very queasy this morning. More than the other days.”

Baski walked closer and helped her get up from the floor. She led her out of the bathroom, “That’s what being pregnant is like. Some days are better—or worse—than the others.”

She led her to the chair and sat her down on it. She began rubbing Danika’s back in an attempt to calm her queasiness.

“You have to come back during early afternoon to put something on your stomach again. If you eat again now, you won’t be able to keep it down.”

“Okay. Zariel said we have to go and distribute water to another part of town that was having the same water and crop issues. There’s aren’t as severe as those downtown, but they still have problem with cultivation because of water.” She explained softly.

“That is good. I still can’t believe the king entrusted you with something so huge—I never expected it. He is so unpredictable.”

“I never expected it too. I plan to go and see Sally when I’m in town too. I’ve missed her so much.”

“I know she misses you too. That’s how it is when you recently get married, you miss your family and friends but you can’t do anything about it for a while: You have new responsibilities and that is taking care of your new husband, trying to make a family and trying to adjust to your new life.” Baski enunciated to her in an educative way.

“I understand. Thank you so much, Baski. For everything.” She raised her head and smiled at him in gratitude, “You’re the mother I lost when I was young. Thank you for being here for me.”

Baski shook her head, still rubbing her back, “You are a good woman, Danika. I knew almost immediately when I came to see you in the dungeon, two days after the king collared you.”

The older woman smiled at the reminder, “You were looking so elegant. So very beautiful and proud like the princess you are. But behind those bravado, I saw a vulnerable woman in terror of the new strange world she found herself. I didn’t let myself feel for you, because of your father.”

“What changed?” Danika asked, curious.

“Your strength. Your braveness. Your heart. The goodness in you. The light in you shines too bright, it cannot be ignored.” She answered without missing a beat.

Danika’s eyes watered and she averted her eyes, “You give me so much credit.”

Baski only smiled and gave her back a last pat before she pulled away from her and stood up, “The king is in court this morning. He has a lot to do. We will go to him when you come back this evening.”

Danika nodded, “Alright. I will go to the backyard to pick up my clothes I hanged out there to dry.”

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Danika rounded the corner that led to the backyard, when all of a sudden, a strong hand grabbed her from behind.

She opened her lips to scream but the hand slapped over her mouth while still holding her tight against his hard body.

A knife poked at her side from behind, “Make a single noise and cut you apart like a cloth.”

The deep dreaded voice of the former Slave Trainer reverberated Danika’s ears. She froze automatically in fear as he dragged her to the store room and slammed the door shut.

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Sally woke up that morning with a sick feeling in her gut. A very sick feeling of impending doom.

Staring at the wall clock, she wasn’t surprised that she woke up late considering how late she fell asleep last night. A small smile split her lips, fqollowed with a red that spread across her cheeks.

Chad had been very demanding, more demanding than he’d always been with her. It was beautiful. And speaking of her husband…

She looked around the empty bedroom for him but he wasn’t in the room. Then, she heard the faint sound of an axe hitting a wood repeatedly.

She got up and entered the small bathhouse, her face glowing as she felt the aches in her body that were a perfect remember of everything he did to her the night before.

She loves being married to the love of her life. She never thought her life would ever turn out like this.

A few moments later, she was dressed in a plan yellow petticoat and a beautiful small-rounded hat on her head. She strode to the kitchen to try and fix something to eat for them.

That bad feeling came again in her gut. This time around, stronger…deadlier. Her Princess, Danika.

She paused in the middle of cutting vegetables and savored the feeling of longing for her Princess. She has missed seeing her princess so much. So so much, it was almost a physical ache.

Sally has always planned for a while now to go and see her Princess, but she has never found the time to do that because she and her husband are still trying to settle in.

They are working around the house and renovating in their spare times. Standing on her toes, she looked out of the kitchen window, watching Chad as he broke the woods. He’d told her that he wanted to build a storeroom for them.

Oh, Princess Danika, I miss you so much, Sally thought sadly. She made a resolve to herself to make out time today—no matter how little—to go and see her Princess in the Palace.

“Why do you look so worried? Are you alright, my dearling?”

She sighed when she heard the voice of her husband closely behind her. His hand wrapped around her waist. She must have been too wrapped up in her thoughts she didn’t hear him walk in.

“I’m worried about My Princess. I woke up having a very bad feeling in my gut…” She explained softly, “I miss her badly.”

“I think about the King too, from time to time. We should make out time to make a visit to the Palace.” Chad played with her soft hair, washing her cook.

Sally nodded. His words should have alleviated her worry and calmed her heart. But, it didn’t.

The sickening feeling in her gut only worsened.