The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 191

Baski was using cold water on a towel to wipe the sweat from Remeta’s face when her eyes opened. She got up and looked around, confused.

“Remeta! I’m so glad you’re awake.” Baski gasped, dropping the towel to hug her tight.

Remeta allowed herself to be encompassed into her mother’s arms, “Mama? What happened?”

Baski pulled back, “You and Corna fainted. But, I’m glad you’re okay now!”

“I remember going to the King… Trying to defend my Queen… I remember the King being so angry… He ordered us out!” she gasped, “Oh, mama…my Queen is definitely done for.”

“You don’t remember what happened after that?” Baski asked, awestruck. Remeta shook her head.

Just then, Corna breathed deeply, the little boy opened his eyes and looked around. He looked as lost as Remeta. “Where am I?”

Baski held him close, he looked at Remeta and it seemed to relieve him, seeing a familiar face. “Remeta…”

“So, let me get something straight, you don’t remember what happened after the King sent us out?” Baski directed at her daughter.

Remeta nodded, Corna did so too. “We must have failed.” The boy conceded with sadness.

“No.” Baski’s lips stretched into a huge smile, ‘”It was quite the opposite. You both did so well. You saw visioned of the past and got the King to believe in Danika! I’m so thankful to the both of you!”

She pulled them into another hug. Remeta and Corna stared at each other in bewilderment. They can’t remember. It’s the first time they had visons without remembering.

It’s also the first time, they saw the past, not the future. How did that happen?

But then, they closed their eyes and breathed a heavy sign of relief. What matters is that they didn’t fail. They succeeded!

“Oh, mama, I’m so happy. We helped my Queen and the Prince…!?” Remeta enquired, her voiced filled with relief and excitement.

“Yes, Remeta. You and Corna did so much more than expected, we have only the heavens to think about that.”

“Where the Remeta’s Queen?” Little Corna asked as they pulled away from Baski.

“She received treatment. They are still in the King’s Chambers.” Baski replied, smiling as the got up and disposed of the water.

“It’s so wate, I should be gowin. My mama will be worwied about me.” Corna said.

Just then, a knock came at the door. Baski gave permission and the door opened.

Dargak entered, “This couples came to the Palace looking for their son, I figured they would be this boy’s par—“

“Mama! Papa!” Corna shouted from the bed, already he was sliding down to go to his parents.

Two young couples came out from behind Dargak. A very pregnant young woman, and a man young man with mocha skin. The woman rushed closer and lifted Corna into her arms.

“Oh, Corna, you had us worried when you ran off like that. I’m so glad you’re alright!” She gasped, hugging her son close.

“I’m so sorry, Mama. I wasn’t thinking.” He mumbled, snuggling up on her shoulders.

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King Lucien has been called countless times to attend to a matter in court, but he declined all of them. It’s been hours since he cried and spoke to his son. It’s already late at night.

And yet, he didn’t leave. Instead, he sat behind his desk and scribbled down on scrolls while still waiting for Dabika to wake up.

He’d ordered the maids to bring food for her several hours ago, and it was still closed on the dinning table a few feet away from the bed. There was enough food, water and fruits there, because according to what Angie told him, it’s good for her.

A knock came at the door. “My King.”

Hearing Dargak’s voice, he paused in the middle of scribbling. “What is it, Dargak?”

“There’s another matter that requires your attention at the court—“

“Dismiss it. I do not want to be disturbed.”

“But, my King, they said it’s very urgent or they wouldn’t have came to seek for an audience at such a late hour.” Dargak rushedout, really hating being at the end of this situation.

Silence.

King Lucien sighed, and withdrew his inked feather. They have been calling him all day. He has never been a King to ignore duty, talk more of an urgent one. What if a family’s life depends on it?

On that thought, he rolled the scroll close, and set it aside gently. His eyes found the figure lying on the bed across the room. Danika has been sleeping all day.

“It better be urgent enough, Dargak.” He g*****d at last.

The guard let out a deep sign of relief. “Of course, Your Majesty.”

He waited patiently at the door for the King.

Several minutes later, fully and formally dressed, the King strode towards Danika’s bed. He watched the gentle rise and fall of her chest.

Even in this vulnerable and unfortunate state, she still managed to be so beautiful, it was blinding. He lost himself in watching her, until the loud clang of the alarm clock dragged him back to awareness. It’s late at night, already.

He bent and kissed her forehead lingeringly. Then, he turned and walked out of the door.