The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 77

Vetta’s eyes widened at the unexpected reproach. She bowed her head immediately in apology. “I’m really sorry, your highness.”

King Valendy’s mouth pursed in a thin line, his wrickles standing out. He stared at King Lucien, “Which family is your mistress from, Lucien? That family didn’t groom their daughter well in mannerism and behaviour.”

It was Vetta’s turn to be very uncomfortable. By ‘family’, the king means which privileged home did she come out from.

King Lucien just shrugged, saying nothing. Always a man of few words.

Of course, King Moreh was the exact opposite. “Naaah. She’s from no family. Saw the lass during an introduction of the King’s Slave which Cone hosted several years old. Was an unclothed slave serving drinks.”

“Oh. I should have known.” King Valendy dismissed her and sped up his horse.

Vetta felt so embarrassed, the ground might as well swallow her. Danika, on the other hand almost felt pity for her.

She forced herself not to feel that. The woman hated her, and she had purposefully tried to make the kings pick on her by speaking about her father.

The first lesson a lady of class learns from her governess is…. Never to speak when the kings are speaking, unless spoken to. Or commanded to.

After King Valendy sped up his horse, King Moreh joined too. And then King Lucien.

But something terrible and unexpected happened.

King Lucien saw the landmine but he saw it too late. His horse stepped into it and whined in pain. Like a typical spooked horse, he was uncontrollably.

He raised his hands high from the ground and lowered it. He raised it higher again, the horse needing to throw the weight from his back away.

King Lucien tried to control it but the horse stepped into another trap in it’s agigation, and that was when he threw King Lucien from his back.

Vetta’s eyes widened at the unexpected reproach. She bowed her head immediately in apology. “I’m really sorry, your highness.”

“Protect the king!” Chad shouted far behind them, already raising his horse closer to them.

But, it was too late.

The horse threw him and he had a very bad fall.

“Nooo….!” Danika found herself screaming because she saw it happen.

The King’s big body caught the arrow that was triggered when his horse stepped at the second trap.

An arrow shot him. And he just had a bad fall.

Chad already jumped down from his horse and was raced so hard with a fastening speed that would have surprised Danika if she wasn’t so panicked at the King’s fall.

Within seconds, he raised passed them and reached the king. Danika already climbed down too and was fast on his heel.

King Lucien opened his eyes and g*****d. Then, he closed his eyes again.

“W-Why is he u-unable to keep his e-eyes open?” Her voice trembled as she asked.

Chad reached for the arrow stuck on the King’s left chest to drag it out, but his arm suddenly hanged on the air.

“Pull it out! Why are you not pulling it out!?” King Valendy was shouting as he raced closer.

Chad looked up at them. “It’s poisoned. The arrow….it’s poisoned.”

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The palace is in chaos, even though it’s only few people that knows that the king has been injured.

They took the king back to his chambers, the medicine man already sent for. The three guards including Chad laid him on his bed, his eyes was firmly slid shot.

Danika has been battling with controlling tears. She doesn’t know what this means for her. The king hates her so much and now this has to happen….

Will he survive this?

The thought didn’t bear thinking about because, even though the future wasn’t looking so bright for her, she doesn’t want anything to happen to him at all.

The mistress was angrily giving commands to the guards, while she hovered around the king with Baski and Chad.

Baski looks like she’s dangerously close to tears as she covered her hand with a cloth and pulled the arrow from his chest.

She talked about examining the arrow to find out which poison was used and how to get the antidote.

That was when the mistress finally stared at her with rage in her eyes.

Vetta matched towards her and struck her hard across the face. “What are you doing here!? Isn’t it enough that your father is still tormenting him after death!? What are you doing here!?”

Danika’s ears rang, the pain of the slap penetrating from her cheek down her body. Her eyes blurred.

“Get out! Get out, now!” Vetta screamed at her.

Danika turned and ran out of the room, so disorganized, she openingly sobbed at the hallway. Her only relief was that the hallway was empty.

“Oh…why did this have to happen!?” She cried, sobs racking her throat.

She didn’t know how long she sat down there in front of his bedroom until Sally found her and took her away.

Just when she thought everything would be alright…just when the sun was shining too bright for her. Something had to happen to take away that brightness.

As Sally took her away, she was still sobbing as she stared down at her best friend. “Oh, Sally…. What’s g-going to become of me now?”

Sally couldn’t control her tears because her Princess is crying. “You will be fine, my princess. You’ve survived for this long… You will be fine!”

But even as she did her best to console her princess, Sally couldn’t help weeping because nothing was looking alright. Nothing at all.