The Alpha King's Hated Slave novel Chapter 73

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Finally, he raised his head and stared at her, "I don't hear a question there, Vetta."

"It just baffles me, Your Majesty. Why you should let your slave move into the Royal Quarters...into Princess Melia's bedroom...and the slave also happens to be King Cone's daughter."

"I didn't move King Cone's daughter to that bedroom. I moved Remeta." He reached out for a new scroll and unfolded slowly. He laid it down on the table and scrutinized it thoughtfully.

"Remeta?" What has that got to do with Baski's crazy daughter? She asked herself inwardly.

He spared her a glance. "Have you seen little Remeta, lately?"

"No, Your highness. The last time I saw her, six months ago, she screamed her head off at the first sight of me." She answered flippantly.

He discarded the scroll and stretched out his hand to the bag before him, he took out another new one.

"You have to see her today, Vetta. She's willing to get better and it's because of Danika. She wants to stay with Danika. I'm letting her. "

"Why Danika? What's so special about her?" She asked in complete anger and bewilderment.

Silence. Thick silence. Her question hung on the air.

He got up and walked into his library. Vetta waited impatiently.

Finally, he came out with a file and walked back to his chair. He lowered himself on it. When the silence dragged, Vetta gave up that he would answer.

"Remeta thinks her Royalty. She calls her Royalty and because of that, she feels safe with Danika." He groaned at last.

Vetta wasn't understanding any of these at all. And when did she go from being called 'his slave' to 'Danika'!?

She lost it. "But, she's a slave. She's filthy! She's has become a slave, that is what she is. She's not royalty anymore, she lost that status when she became a slave!"

The king stiffened. He raised his head and gave her his full attention for a full minute. "I was a slave for ten years. Does it mean I stopped being Royalty in your eyes, Vetta?"

Her eyes widened and she gasped in horror. Shit, why didn't she just control her anger!?

She knelt down immediately and bowed her head. "I'm s-so sorry, Your Majesty. That wasn't what I meant to imply...."

He lowered his head again to his scroll.

"I am busy. You're dismissed." He stated as he scribbled down on the new scroll.

Vetta felt so ashamed. Why didn't she just control her mouth for heaven's sake!?

But then, she fumed silently. He isn't giving her attention at all! What's so important that he can't leave it to attent to her? His mistress?

"Yes, My King." She bowed her head, doing her best to curb her fury. She walked out.

Outside the door, she stood there fuming badly. Anger was all she could breath.

Danika is Royalty, Danika is Royalty, Danika is Royalty! Why does these words have to be the only words she's hearing since today!?

She fisted her hands angrily. No, she can't take this anymore. She wouldn't.

And she knows what to do.

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