The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 39

King Lucien stared at the scroll in front of him. He was seated behind his desk, his head nursed a huge headache.

The open window overseed the night sky. It’s almost the middle of the night. The meeting in court had taken so much longer.

The scroll held two signed signatures on it.

King Zeba and King Noir had signed the petition. King Pesih wants to sleep over it. King Moreh and Phillip had outrightly refused.

“Why would we want to eradicate the law of introduction? Why would we enforce a law for unjust killing of slaves?” Moreh had been angry, “There is no unjust killing when it comes to slaves. They are dirt. Garbage. There is no unjust way of getting rid of garbage.”

King Lucien rubbed his aching head, his eyes darkening in anger and hurtful memories. Moreh has always been an animal.

He can never forget….what that man did to him when he was still Cone’s Slave.

Fortunately, Zeba and Noir had disagreed with him and signed the petition.

The door opened and Baski entered the room with a long wooden cup of hot liquid. “I brought Noda tea, your Majesty.”

“It wouldn’t help me sleep well, Baski. Not even if I’m as exhausted as a maiden who just brought a lad into the world.” He said without raising his head.

It pains Baski deeply whenever laudanum doesn’t work on the king. “It’ll help with the killing headache, My King. And it might work this time around for sleep.”

“I doubt that, Baski.”

She took a deep breath and still carried the tea to his direction anyway. She has made all kinds of laudanum and sleeping portions for him but it doesn’t work.

“We just have to keep trying, My King.” If any man deserves a good sleep in this world, it’s the king.

Unfortunately, he hasn’t been able to sleep well in fifteen years.

She reached the table and offered him the drink. He stretched out his hand and took the liquid, he downed it on one swing of his arm.

She cleared her throat. “Uhm…My King?”

“How is Danika holding up?” He dropped the empty wooden cup on the desk, he stared at the folded scroll on the desk.

Baski noted distinctively that he has been referring to her as ‘Danika’ instead of his slave.

“About that…, My King….” She cleared her throat, “Sally lives.”

Slowly, he raises his head and stared at Baski. “What?”

Baski’s eyes watered. She sniffled and nodded her head, “She’s alive….barely, but she is. You were in court all day or I would have told you about her sooner.”

He got up and turned to her. “Where is she?”

Baski bit her lips and lowered her head. “Please, forgive me, your highness.”

He cocked his head to the side in thought, “What did you do, Baski?”

“I-I told Chad to take her to one of the underground rooms. That’s where she is.” she hesitated, “I also called the Royal medicine man and he’s been here all afternoon, but he left some little time ago. I had him believe that his presence was an order from you.”

He said nothing. Instead, he started for the door. “Come and take me to that girl, Baski.”

“Oh….yes! Yes, Your Majesty!” She led the way and they walked out of the room.

The two bodyguards attempted to follow but he shook his head once. They backed away immediately, their heads bowed.

She led him through the long hallway, into the door of the secret room that holds the stairs for going to the underground.

On the way, she hurriedly filled him in, in all the activities of the afternoon and everything about the visit from the medicine man.

It was a long walk but eventually, she lead him to the particular bedroom and opened the door.

Sally laid on the bed, her cuts cleaned, her bruises treated. Her wounds have been dressed and she slept.

Beside her, Danika laid with her eyes closed, her breathing laboured as she slept. One hand held Sally’s own.

Baski saw who the King’s eyes rested on and felt the need to provide, “She was completely exhausted. She’s been here all this while… Refused to live all this while.”

His eyes took in the way Danika’s body curved protectively on her former personal maid, the way her hand was intertwined loosely with the girl’s own. The both girls looked so vulnerable lying that way.

“What did Argie say? He asked.

“The medicine man emphasized that her condition is very bad because of e-everytging she went through. He said it is something of a miracle that she’s still hanging in there.”

“Yes. A miracle.” His mind hs traveled back to Mombana. Back to that very day Declan died.

He fisted his hands tight on his garment and closed his eyes to the memories. They didn’t go away. They lurked in his mind. His headache compounded, instead of decimating.

His eyes was on them for so long. His mind fought war within himself.

Baski doesn’t know what’s in his mind at all, but her heart was in her throat. She waited for him to ask how Sally was about to switch roles with Danika? Who and who assisted her in doing so?

Baski knows the laws of the land, and the law they broke today…if sanctioned, is punishable by death.

Would he call them to it? When?

He said nothing about it. About anything. He didn’t ask. He didn’t question.

Instead he stood for very long minutes just watching the two women on the bed. Then, he turned and walked away.