The Alpha King's Hated Slave novel Chapter 112

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Name: PAINS; The Tears Of Queen Danika And Anarieveta 1.

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***IN THE KINGDOM OF SALEM***

Remeta stayed in her mother's bedroom, rubbing her arms methodically as she stared up to the sky. Her gray eyes were dazed and bold. The eyes of the seer.

Corna was beside him. The little boy offering her support, while staring out of the window with her.

The clouds gather in the sky. The sky had been postcard-perfect, but it was changing. It has been changing for a while now.

The beautiful cocktail-blue shade was beginning to darken into gravel-grey. Large pillows of cloud were forming, blotting out the old-gold color of the sun. The sky wants to turn tar-black. The sign of heavy rain about to fall.

People ran around helter-skelter seeking shelter while they stared up to the sky in wonder and bewilderment all at once. It is the sign of rain about to fall. But how can this be? There has been no rain in Salem for ages.

"The arrival of the great prince is here." Remeta stated in that monotone that belongs solely to the Great Ones.

"Yes. I can feel it too. But his mother is not weady..." Corna reasoned in that tiny voice of his, "Poor woman. The stubborn pwince wants out. Now."

"The Queen is strong." Dazed eyes watching the clouds, she added, "The Heavens are so happy here, but so angry in Mombana. The heaven is so angry in Mombana. They shout out in form of thunders, for she has suffered so much."

"I know. I felt her pain before... one day, in the marketplace. I was with my mama so far away, but I felt her pain, anger, and bitterness. It was so overwhelming that I left Mama and wan to her. I dwagged her legs to soothe her, but she pushed me away," Corna remembered in a sad tone, "I wanted to hug her so badly. I wanted to twy and heal her so badly..."

"But she pushed you away. She is not yours to heal, Little Corna."

The boy nodded vigorously. "I know that now. No, she was not mine to heal, I was not sure if I could have done anything, anyway. Her hate was too deep."

"You couldn't have. Her anger and bitterness were deep-rooted." Remeta paused, "There was a greater healer waiting for her, and that healer has found her."

Cornna glanced up again, "It will wain here. Heavily." he smiled. "The Pwrince is coming. Pwince of Wain."

**IN THE KINGDOM OF MOMBANA***

Vetta could no longer hold it in. She fell into Danika's arms.

Queen Danika saw the fall coming, she caught Vetta in her arms and lowered the both of them to the floor. At that moment, her own pain was forgotten as her eyes darted all over the Mistress's body, down to the long sword that was embedded deep into her belly. The blood...

"No...no... P-Please," Danika cried, her hands shook badly. Tears running down her face.

Vetta stared at the ceiling, tears in her own eyes. Her breathing was shallow, short. "So, this day...came eventually."

"Why!?" Danika sobbed, "Why did y-you do it! Why...?"