The Alpha King's Hated Slave novel Chapter 34

Now, she understands what the king meant by the unmasking, she thought as she recited the words.

With their permission, she put back her mask on and finally padlocked it.

King Moreh continued his speech and the more he talked, the more agitated she is. From everything he said, she got to understand a few things.

While the Mask Festival is going on in this Royal Court, she'll be taken to the inner room where she'll be, and the kings will visit her one after the other.

She swallowed tightly. Suddenly, she wanted to use the bathroom. This horrible impending torture was seriously upsetting her bladder.

"You can go back now, slave." King Moreh said to her in the middle of his speech.

She breathed a deep sigh of relief as she walked back to King Lucien's side and lowered herself to the ground in her usual position.

At least she isn't the center of attention for now, that's all that matters.

Tears were starting to prickle her eyes and no matter how she tried to blink them back, they seem determined to want to meet her cheeks.

No matter how she wants to be strong, she doesn't think she can survive this. They look upon her with so much hate in their eyes, these kings.

Why does she have to do through this?

Once upon a time, none of these kings would ever look upon her with nothing other than respect.

Once upon a time, she'll be sitting on a gold chair instead of the cold hard ground.

One upon a time, these privileged people bow in her presence, and none of them can look her in the eyes blatantly.

Once upon a time, she had a crown on her head....instead of a collar to her neck.

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Baski rushed into the dressing room and stared at Sally. A different Sally.

One look at the girl, Baski already know what she plans to do, and her heart broke.

"No....no, Sally, you can't." She said as she took steps deeper into the dressing room.

But, Sally's mind is already made up. "I can. I will."

"You want to take her place." Baski whispered dreadfully.

Sally was dressed in the same exact clothings as Danika. She had a blong wig on her head...just like Danika's hair. The two women are almost the same height and build, and in a mask, no one would know the difference.

"Oh Creator, you really want to take her place!" Baski gasped.

Sally nodded, staring at herself at the mirror. She looks...different. Wearing such elegant clothes, she looks so sophisticated.

"If they find out, you'll be in a very big trouble, Sally. You can be executed for this!"

Sally stared at the older woman with a sad smile on her face. "That's why I sent for you, Madam Baski. I know you can help me...they'll never find out if you help me."

"God, Sally it's too dangerous!" Baski shook her head, "And I don't want you to do this, do you hear me!? No, I won't allow this!"

Sally wiped the tears from her cheek. She walked closer and took Baski's hand into hers. She squeezed it in reassurance even as her own hands trembled badly.

"My princess can't live like that, Madam Baski. Those kings hate her, she'll never survive what they'll do to her. She wasn't born like us.... She's no slave, she's my princess! They'll break her to pieces, she can never survive that." Tears pooled down her makeup face.

"And you, will you survive that?" Baski countered softly.

The answer she got was....more tears.