The Alpha King's Hated Slave novel Chapter 55

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Slowly, Lucien started coming to awareness. The darkness of the night has disappeared from the bedroom, replaced by the light of the day.

He'd slept through the night and he'd slept without nightmares. Again.

His eyes found Danika who slept beside him, his forehead ceased on a frown. It is her.

It's not a medicine Baski might have made, or Vetta's sexual techniques or writing scrolls until he's at the point of exhaustion. It is her. It is Danika.

Lucien doesn't know how that is possible, but he had slept again and that's all he could think of.

He got up from the bed and went to the bathroom. He has a day in court today and it's important if he attends on time.

Danika stirred again when she held the sound of water rushing. She got up from the bed and groaned when her sore muscles protested.

She managed down from the bed and picked up her clothes. Her mind went back to the night before and her cheeks heated up badly.

She'd disobeyed him blatantly several times. Would he punish her for it?

It doesn't matter if he does punish her, she concluded. It was worth it.

She put on her clothes, one after the other, and before the king was done taking his bath, she was dressed up completely.

He came out wearing his long flimsy garment that clung to his wet body. She bowed her head as he stepped into the bedroom.

"Good day, Master." She whispered, squeezing her hands nervously in front of her.

"Do you know how to hunt?"

The question was unexpected, she drew a blank for a few seconds. Then, she nodded and stuttered out, "Y-Yes, my king."

"Get ready at noon and come to court. After court, you join me in the hunting ground." He ordered.

"Yes, My King." Danika was flustered. The court, she can understand. But why would he want to take her to the hunting game of kings?

Slaves do not attend that. Queens, yes. Princesses, yes. Mistresses, yes. The priviledged, yes. But never slaves.

Why would he want to take her there?

"Do not be late for court." He said sternly.

"Yes, my king."

He turned fully and stared at her. "Danika, I'm your master not your king."

Her eyes widened and she lowered her head the more. "I'm so sorry, Master."