The Alpha King's Hated Slave novel Chapter 41

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The medicine man came several minutes afterwards and forced down more sleeping portions down her throat. He also gave her portions her fever and headache too.

"How is she?" Baski asked.

The old man hesitated. "She's holding out barely. Her body is healing and I hope to heavens, her mind is too. It still isn't assured if she will get through this... You all have to be prepared for the wors---"

Danika snapped her head up so fiercely, "She'll survive! Don't say that, doctor! She'll be fine! S-Sally is a fighter.... My Sally is a fighter.... s-she will be fine! She will be....!" She cried so hard.

Baski grabbed her and hugged her to her chest impulsively.

Danika is breaking apart right in front of her eyes. Sobs after sobs racked her throat as she burrowed deeper into Baski.

Time passed. The medicine man finally left after giving out instructions. He'd said that the portions will keep Sally deeply asleep until morning or even on the noon.

Baski finally said goodnight again, and it's only Danika now in the room.

She sat there on the floor, staring at Sally and her chest hurt badly. Sally is this way because of her. The knowledge is like a stab to her chest all the time.

She closed her eyes and she remembered Sally's pained screams back there in the courtroom. Her screams stayed in her head.

She opens her eyes and she can only remember the way they found her broken body bleeding profusely as she laid on the table.

Earlier in the day, Baski had mixed some kind of portion from a leaf she hasn't seen before, and opened Sally's legs to apply them.

There'd been visible brusies there, but Baski was able to carefully pour to portion into her body.

She'd explained that the portions will kill the ejaculations from the kings to prevent conception, and it will also push all of it right out of her and fight any disease she might have incurred.

She was right because it didn't take long before the whitish fluids started pushing out of her body, mixed with the portion.

Afterwards, Baski had carefully used water to insert her two fingers inside and wash her as carefully as she could manage without poking her bruises or making her hurt more.

Then, she'd brought out a pill from her med-bag and carefully inserted into Sally's body. This will help...uhm...tighten those muscles, heal the bruises inside and have her body back together in no time, she'd explained.

Danika remembered thanking her so much. She can't thank Baski enough.

Now, she sat down on the cold ground, her back leaning on the wall and her heart hurting badly.

Staring at Sally now, looking so small on that bed, and remembering everything...her chest was almost suffocating her. She closed her eyes and hears Sally's screams.

This pain... It hurts too much. Nothing ever hurts more than this...not even being whipped by that wicked mistress. Not even being the one in Sally's place now.

What Baski told her in the afternoon came back to her...

"You shouldn't be there because the only thing that would hurt more than being on that table for the kings, is watching and hearing your loved one doing it for you...and you're helpless to stop it." she'd added, "You can ask King Lucien. He knows how that feels more than anybody."

Her eyes closed, tears swimmed down. She didn't know how long passed.