The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 259

Kamara woke to the news of King Lucien’s letter, her happiness has been unsurmountable.

It skyrocketed the more when Henna rushed to her bedroom to tell her that the Royal Messenger from Salem has arrived and he’s with King Valendy.

Kamara has been dancing all to herself since then, wearing a heart-warming smile on her face as she attended to her princess duties.

She’d made out time, as usual, to take food to Callan’s dungeon. They don’t let her get past the boundary, because her father made sure of it, but she already has a few guards working for her to ensure that Callan gets food.

The food she brought today, she handed it over to one of the guards as usual before she walked back to the Royal Quarters.

From afar, she saw Donna’s eyes pinned on her, the mistress was frowning in thought. Obviously, she wonders why there’s a smile on Kamara’s face on this day. It has become a rare feature on her face since her lover was imprisoned.

Princess Kamara only grinned smugly at the bítch and walked past her.

Donna remained in worry as she walked to the Mistress Quarters while the Princess was giddy with excitement.

It does not matter if this happiness of hers is fleeting. It does not matter if she has to marry a man she does not love.

It is a small sacrifice to pay for Callan’s life.

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“Are you awake, Your Highness?” Came the deep voice of a guard.

Queen Danika has been awake for a few minutes but her body was hurting—from her back to her h*p and her belly. Everywhere hurts.

It has been this way these past few weeks especially when she wakes in the morning. Her only hope is that there’s a light at the end of her tunnel, like Baski will always tell her.

Very soon, she will be carrying her child in her arms. A bright loving smile spread across her face. She caresses her swollen belly tenderly.

“I’m awake.” She managed to g***n, her eyes closed. “You can come in, Omna.”

The door opens and the Guard, Omna, hurried in. He bowed his head to her, “Words are moving around the Kingdom, Your Majesty. It’s about the King of Salem.”

Her eyes sprang open, her heart thudding. “King Lucien?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

With a g***n, she managed to push herself up from the bed. Her eyes found Guard Sonma, “What about the King of Salem?”

“Words are, he has finally honored his treaty to the Kingdom of Navia. He has officially asked for the hand of Princess Kamara in marriage.”

Her heart stopped.

The world tilted around her, it is a blessing that she was sitting down on the bed because if she was standing, she might have lost her balance.

King Lucien is marrying Princess Kamar. Lucien is marrying Kamara.

“W-What?” Her heart is hurting, the physical pains in her body momentarily forgotten.

The guard nodded his head. “That is the words going around, Your Majesty. I thought you might want to know, that is why I came to you with the news.”

“Thank you. You can go now.” She managed. Her mind was whirling around. He’s marrying Kamara. He asked for her hand.

It is painful. So painful she dragged her chest tightly to try and relieve the pain there, but her attempt was futile.

When Baski entered the Queen’s bedroom, she took one look at Danika and her heart sank. She has heard the news already.

Queen Danika stood in front of the mirror in her nightdress, her face wet with tears. She whirled around when Baski entered, shaking her head miserably. “It’s true, isn’t it?”

Baski walked towards her, she nodded her head sadly.

More tears left the Queen’s eyes, she lowered her head. “It must be the news about my marital invitation being out. He gave up on us, Baski.”

“No.” The older woman shook her head repeatedly, taking Danika’s small hands into hers. She squeezed reassuringly, “You shouldn’t think like this, My Queen.”

“But, it’s the truth. He’s g-getting married… married, Baski.” shaking her head, she added, “Kamara will be his Queen. She will be beside him…be in his arms… it hurts badly.”

“Oh, Queen, you have to get hold of yourself. Don’t forget your condition. Here, come and sit down, I’ll get you water to drink.” Baski took hold of her arm, led her to the bed, and urged her to sit.

Danika sat gently, looking up at Baski with sad eyes. “So much for hoping a miracle will happen and he’ll come for me, right?”

“You have always been a woman of faith. You told Sally to have faith, didn’t you? You don’t have enough of that, Queen Danika. The King is an unpredictable man, no one knows what is going through in that head of his, but you have to have faith. Do you hear me?” Baski chided softly.

Just then, the door opened and Sally entered. She wasn’t looking happy too. “The Ministers have assembled to make preparations for the Royal Banquet, My Queen. They are requesting for your presence.”

Baski hated any news about that godforsaken banquet. “Tell them that she is not feeling well. They can go ahead and make their prepara—”

“It is okay, I’ll be there.” She whispered, cutting Baski off.

Sally and Baski looked at her with surprise and sadness.

One shoulder lifted and fell in defeat, she smiled through her tears. “If I’m going to get married, I might as well be there for the preparations and make some decisions myself. I don’t want to be saddled with a wild forest cat if I can help it.”

The words were the most miserably painful words Baski and Sally has ever heard.