The Alpha King's Hated Slave novel Chapter 115

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SECOND TO FINAL CHAPTER 2.

Name: The Birth Of The Prince Of Rain.

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In Baski's bedroom, Danika laid sprawled on the bed screaming in agonizing pain. After yet another strong push, she panted in heavy exhaustion.

"Push, My Queen, PUSH!" Baski shouted from in-between her spread legs.

"Can't... can't..." Whispers from her overtired body. Queen Danika shook her head from side to side. She has been pushing. Now, she is so tired, she just wants to sleep.

"Danika!" Baski shrieked in worried panic, "You can't give up now, you were doing a good job!"

"My princess, please..." Sally pleaded, holding Danika's hand. She stayed beside the other woman, offering comfort.

"Tired... Tired..." The Queen can only manage, her pain-filled eyes closing, and opening...and closing again.

Kedo, the medicine man, and two of his apprentice joined Baski. Whatever they were doing there was hurting Danika so much. In fact, her whole body is one giant pain that she has no idea where one stopped and the other began.

There was a crowd outside Baski's bedroom. The ministers. The people of Mombana.

They are all waiting for the good news of the birth of the prince, even as they made happy jubilation noises on the victory of Mombana in the sudden war that erupted.

King Lucien walked past them and entered the bedroom. Baski's face was one of relief as they all turned and saw the King.

"My King! Thank the Gods, you're here!" Baski gasped.

He strode towards the Queen whose eyes opened at the sound of the door open. "L-Lucien..." She cried, tears in her eyes as she saw her King.

"Dearling," He groaned, taking the spot Sally vacated immediately she saw him. "What is going on?" That curt question was directed to Baski.

"She wouldn't push...!" The woman began.

"Danika, dearling, you have to help get the baby out." He said in the gentlest voice ever, his eyes peering down into her tired ones.

"I hurt..." she cried in a tired voice, "He does not...want to come...out. He's being so...mean to me, Lucien."

"I'm here now," he kissed her sweaty forehead, "I'm here now, dearling. He needs help to get out. He needs mama's help to get out, dearling. Try again, Dani?"

"Okay, okay, okay," each word is a hot breath from her nose, but her King's presence has renewed her strength.

She followed Baski and Kedo's instructions. Pressing down when they asked her to, holding her breath when they asked her to, and pushing when they asked her to. The King was right there, holding her and comforting her.

The cry of the prince filled the air.

Baski carried out a small bundle and raised him in the air with tears of joy spilling from her face. "You did it! Oh, My Queen, you did it...!"

Behind the door, they were jubilation and shouts of joy at the sound of the baby's loud cry.

While holding his woman, the King's eyes were transfixed on the baby whose vociferous, piercing shrill was so loud in the air. His eyes tracked Baski's eyes as she hurried forward and placed the baby in the Queen's arms.