The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 88

Danika walked back to her bedroom after she left the king’s quarters. She can’t push these words he said to her away from her mind.

“Just for the evening, I will be your king and not your master.”

It made her heart light, just thinking about it. But then, her heart doesn’t stay light for long.

How did she allow herself to fall for him? She fell in love so deeply, it hurts just thinking about it.

She opened the door to her room to see Sally sitting on the bed. She was sewing a dress, and at the same time, she seems to be in thought.

“My princess…!” Sally smiled at her as she saw her standing on the door.

She tried to smile back but her smile came out shaky. Her heart was hurting too much…squeezing the life out of her chest.

The smile disappeared from Sally’s face, replaced by concern and panic. “What’s wrong? Are you alright, my princess?”

Tears rolled down Danika’s cheeks. She ran across the room and threw herself to Sally’s arms.

“Oh, Sally…! What am I g-going to do..!?” She sobbed, her body trembling.

Sally was shocked about her princess’s reaction and she got more worried. She hugged her princess’s head to her chest and started patting it in reassurance….even though, she’s getting more panicked.

“What is the matter, My Princess? Please, talk to me. Is it the wicked mistress? Did she hurt you again? Drag you by the hair? Is it the king? Did he punish you f-for yesterday?” She asked the last one dreadfully.

“Oh, Sally…! Right now, I think it’s something worse…” She whispered, trying to get a hold of herself.

Sally let out a deep sigh of relief. The king didn’t hurt her physically, that’s a sure relief. But…

“What could be the problem?” She whispered worriedly.

Danika pulled back and sniffled, wiping the tears from her eyes. “I’m in l-love with him.” She blurted out.

Sally blinked in confusion. “In love…?” She said the words like they are foreign term.

She nodded,sniffling again. “I’ve fallen in love with King Lucien, Sally.”

That was when it dawned on Sally. Her eyes widened In sheer horror. “Oh no…!”

Danika nodded miserably. “I don’t know how it happened. I don’t know… But it’s true I can feel it…!” she looked at Sally with eyes filled with sorrow and pain, “How d-did this happen..? How did I allow myself to fall for my master…? Not just any master, but for king Lucien…?”

“Please, stop crying, my princess. It’s not a death sentence….” Sally tried to console her, even as her own heart was starting to burn.

“It’s worse than a death sentence, Sally. My f-father hurt him to hell and he hates me so much. He has hurt me a lot, and his eyes are so cold when they stare at me. How can I have falling for him so deeply?” She cried.

“This will not end well at all for me, Sally. Hr might as well order my execution when he finds out.”

Sally’s hand went to her wet cheek, she forced her princess’s eyes to meet hers. “Listen to me, my princess. You’re overthinking this. The king is the most unpredictable man I know, no one can ever predict him or know what he’s going to do next.”

“So, instead of worrying yourself to death, why don’t you try to put it away from your mind and live in the moment…? In the best way you can…?”

Danika found herself nodding to her words. “You’re right, you’re right.” She started wiping her cheeks.

Sally nodded, helping her wipe it clean. “Yes. You’re the one that always say that we shouldn’t waste time over things we can’t change? So, why don’t you do so now…? And, I want you to know that love is not an offense or a crime too, you always say this to me.”

She placed her hand on Danika’s chest, “It’s in here…. Love. It’s yours. Your feeling. Your secret. You have fallen for the king. For your master…. It’s okay, my princess. You have a big heart….it’s okay to love.” she whispered to her like a mother would console a child, “You have a pure heart…it’s okay to nurse these feelings for him. You cannot tell your heart whom to love. Everything is going to be alright … Everything…”

Danika felt a burden being lifted from her shoulders as Sally crooned to her in consolation. Suddenly, she felt better.

It’s okay to love him. It’s okay to nurse these feelings for him. You cannot tell your heart whom to love. Everything will be fine.

“Oh, Sally…. Thank you so much.” She whispered in sincere gratitude. She leaned up and kissed Sally tentativey beside her lips.

Sally glowed under the heartfelt tenderness. “You’re welcome, my princess.”

“You were in thought when I got in here.” Danika remembered, “Is everything alright….? How is Chad?”

She startled a little bit. Her cheeks reddened, “You knew….?”

“That you have feelings for the king’s personal assistant and bodyguard? Yes, I do.”

“Oh, my princess. It’s so frightening… Caring for such a man of status. Such a good and great man… I’m just a slave and most of the maids in this palace finds him attractive and always wants to get his attention.”

“And does he give it? His attention?” Danika asked softly.

Sally shook her head, not having to think about it one bit. She has never seen Sire Chad give his attention to any female at all…

“I thought as much. He’s such a gentleman, Sally. And I’ll tell you the honest truth, I think he has feelings for you too.”

Sally gasped in disbelief. “That is just ridiculous, my princess. He….speaks to me with respect and he…is always a gentleman to me. But, I wouldn’t mistake it for anything else.”

There was sadness in her eyes as she made that statement.

Danika wanted to reassure her the more, but she didn’t. She isn’t sure of the big escort’s intentions towards her best friend and the last thing she wants, is for Sally to ever get hurt.

Just the thought of something like that happening feels her chest with dread. She changed the topic.

“Remeta is still with her mother, right?” She asked.

“Yes. Madam Baski took her into the forest to gather herb leaves and seeds.”

“Okay. The king invited me for an evening walk with him.” She finally confided the source of her inner joy to Sally.

Sally’s eyes widened. “Really!? He did!?”

Danika felt her cheeks heating up. “Yes.”

“Oh, that is so great! I’m so happy, my princess! We have to get you prepared, you need your slave’s outing wear and—‘

“Calm down, Sally. I’ve not gotten my outing wear yet, Baski said the tailor will be done in a few noon days.” She reminded her excited best friend.

Sally waved her off, jumping up to her feet. “Not to worry about that. I have a spare outing wear, and I also have some money with me.” She clapped her hands excitedly.

“Money for what?” Danika asked curiously.

“To take the outfit to the tailor in town. We have to get it designed with lace and a little silk.”

“But….! You can’t do that Sally. Only privileged people has laces and silks in their clorhings.”

“There is no law that forbid it that, my princess. The only problem slaves have is that there is nowhere to make money and they are very expensive. But you don’t have to worry about that, my princess.”She waved her off, walking to her wardrobe to go and search for her outing wear.

Danika watched her silently as she attacked her bag with sharp hands. She couldn’t help the smile that touched her face.

She can’t imagine being able to survive here without Sally. She can never be able to pay Sally back for everything she did to her, but she is not giving up.

“There. Found it.” She raised the plain green dress from her back. “I’m going downtown now. We need the tailor to put some lace, and a little bit of silk to it. My princess has to look so beautiful.”

Danika knows that she’s in thought and she’s talking to herself, so she didn’t say a word. Instead, she watched her adoringly.

“We need to get it really ironed too. Yes, ironed. Mended and ironed. Then, a little bit of lace and silk…!” she stared up at her princess then, “Oh, my princess, you’re going to be so beautiful..!”

“Does it matter? If I am?” Danika sighed. She knows the king wouldn’t care one bit if she is.

“Oh, but it matters a lot!” Sally grinned at her in reassurance.