The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 240

Danika woke up by mid morning at the persistent pull in her bladder. She rose reluctantly and walked to the bathroom.

When she came back to her bedroom, she laid back on the bed. She looked around the empty room, her eyes glassed over with memories of the night before.

At the emptiness of the room, she’d almost—for a second—thought she imagined it. But the pleasant ache of her body dismissed the thought as quickly as it began.

A smile touched her lips. A blush made it’s way to her cheeks. Last night was most beautiful!

A knock came at the door. Baski’s head stuck in, she was wearing a beautiful smile on her face. “You’re awake, thank Goodness. I have checked on you countless times!”

“Nooo…” Danika buried her face on the bed and g*****d out, “You can’t be the first person I see this morning. I don’t want to eat chicken broth! Not as a first meal in the morning!”

Baski chuckled, entering into the room and closing the door. “I wasn’t coming to suggest broth, you grumpy swollen-belly.”

“Leave me alone. I want to sleep the day away, I’m so tired.”

“Not happening missy.” Baski’s smile widened, “It’s a big big big day today, you need to get up and face the day!”

“A big day?” She raised her head, “What’s happening today?”

“Now, you wouldn’t know if you keep lying on the bed, will you?”

She glared at the older woman, followed by a shake of her head. “I just want to sleep.”

“Not today. Come on,” Baski strode closer and patted her arm, urging her out.

Danika sulked for a few minutes, but Baski wouldn’t be deterred. In the end, she rose reluctantly from the bed, muttering and murmuring her displeasure.

The older woman only smiled harder. “Wrap the bedsheet tighter around yourself. You’re about to have company.”

Not company. She isn’t ready for any company. “I’m not ready for any com—”

“Come in now!” Baski yelled.

“Come in now!” Baski yelled.

Her door opened. Six maids strolled in one after another. They reached closer to her and greeted her at the same time.

She responded begrudgingly. Then, she turned to her pain-in-the-neck. “What are they doing here? Whatever it is, they have to go and come back later. I need to take my bathe and get ready for the day like you told me a million times in the last five minutes.”

“That is exactly why they’re here, My Danika.” Baski responded with a consoling smile.

Danika doesn’t understand.

The older woman turned to the maids and began issuing instructions. “Alah and Maye, the both of you are in charge of putting this room back in order again; air the windows and change the sheets too. Uyah, you and Nala should run a nice bath. Use lavender leaves and sweet ointments in the water.”

“Yes, Madam Baski.” The four responded at once and scattered around the room to start doing their jobs.

“I don’t need help—”

“You don’t have to worry, dear. Everything will be alright, everything.” Baski was already usherung her to the bathroom as she spoke.

Danika took three steps and winced, which caused Baski to grin at her mischievously. “Poor woman. Didn’t get a lot of sleep last night, did you.”

A blush crept up her cheeks. Baski nodded understandably and patted her at the back. “It’s okay, dear. I’ll make herbs that’ll make ease those pleasant aches, and don’t worry, it isn’t harmful to your condition. You needn’t limp and winced while you walk today, especially today.”

Danika stopped and observed the woman carefully. “You’re very happy today.”

“I am in the best of moods.”

“Can you tell me why?”

“It’s a surprise.” She grinned.

Danika was already excited. “Will I like this surprise too?”

A look crossed Baski’s face and her happiness dimmed. But only for a moment, “I’m sure you will, dearie. It’s the best gift of all, I’m sure you will crave it.” She turned on the tap, the rush of water into a bucket filled the air.

“I will?” Danika thought about it. She brightened, “I’m sure the best gift I’ll love now, is NOT to eat that herbal chicken broth ever again.”

“Not on your life, Swollen-belly. Your condition needs it. Trust me, when you give birth, you’ll love that I give you broth.”

“I doubt I’ll ever thank you for that.” She grumbled.

Baski only smiled. She turned off the tap. “You’ll see. Your bath is almost ready.”

A thought came to Danika. “Before I bathe, I want to do something. I’ll be right back.”

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Vetta heard the door open. She was awake but she didn’t open her eyes, or move from her sleeping position.

She didn’t turn to see who it is. She has no need to…not when the King’s scent filled the air. And yet, she knows it isn’t the King.

The silence in the dungeon became as loud as a gunshot. Time dragged by…

Then, the door opened again and closed.

Slowly, Vetta uncoiled from her sleeping position, she turned and stared at the empty space. The smell of fresh rice and it’s soup caused her belly to growl. Danika kept it the exact place she kept the pie the day before.

Why does the woman keep bringing her food? The food she ate on the night before wasn’t poisoned, and she’d half-expected it to be. What can Danika be playing at? What is her plan?

Vetta was baffled. Whatever it is, she will think about it later. Now…

She said no words, instead, she got up and walked closer to the food. She followed herself to the ground beside it, picked up her spoon and began eating.