The Alpha King's Hated Slave
The Alpha King’s Hated Slave Chapter 212

Baski could not believe her discovery. No matter how untrue it seems, she knows that her herb’s aren’t lying.

Vetta had another miscarriage recently. A very dangerous one.

Her eyes was wide open in shock as Angie hurried into the bedroom with his work bag. “I’m sorry I was a little late. A patient of mine was given birth in town, I had to be there to help the new mother.”

“It’s n-no problem, I was able to control the situation while we waited for you.” Baski replied in a monotone, stepping aside for the old man to take over.

“What happened to her?” The older man as as he used his fingers to examine the temperature of his new patient.

Baski related everything Danika told her,and Angie listened attentively. “She was bleeding?” he asked with a knit of his brow.

“Heavily. I was able to control it while we waited for you, or she would have bleeded out.”

“And what were your findings? Do you know what caused the bleeding?”

Baski opened her mouth, and snapped it shut.

No, for some reason, she might have been wrong. It’s better for Angie to run the traditional test on the Mistress for them to be sure.

“No. I have no findings.”

“Alright. I’ll take it from here.”Angie replied,and Baski nodded.

The old man got to work,while Baski helped him out with anything he needed.

Outside, Danika sat at the pavement of the room’s door. She was deep in thought when she heard the steady footsteps she knows for sure belongs to the King.

She raised her head to see him looking at her as he walked closer to her. She got up and bowed her head slightly in greeting. “My King.”

He noted the redness of her eyes and her wet cheeks. “What happened, Danika? Where is Vetta?”

“S-She’s inside. Baski and Angie are in there with her.” She sniffled.

“What happened?”

“She was shouting at me, then all of a sudden, she g-grabbed her belly and began screaming. She was in so much pain…!”

He reached out his hand and collected the tears that dropped from her eye with his fingers. “Get a hold of yourself, she will be alright.”

She bobbed her head, trying to take his word.

“Go to your room and try to get some rest. Get off your feet so it would not swell up again,” his eye found the said feet, before it went back to her face. “I will have the maid update you when the Mistress wakes up.”

She bobbed her head again, wordlessly. He walked past her and entered the bedroom.

As Danika walked back to her bedroom, guilt was in her heart for the mistress. She’d been shouting at her when ‘this’ happened to her…whatever ‘this’ is. And her womb…

Tears swarmed her eyes. Her father really did so much. Her monster of a father. When she thinks she’s known all he did,a new one faces her…glaring blatantly at her face.

He made the King almost impotent, and the mistress to loose her capability to produce a child.

How many other people did her father ruin their lives?

No wonder they all hated her to dust. No wonder the mistress can’t stop hating her.

As she laid down on her bed, she conceded to the fact that it’s not her fault. Her only sin was being the daughter of her father. She never trained slaves.

She hurts for them. For the King. For the Kingdom of Salem. For the Mistress.

But, what happened was not her fault.

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The King stood with his arms crossed at the edge of Vetta’s bed, his brows knitted in worry.

Not only his, Angie’s own was too. “Oh, no.” The old man said finally, after he performed another herbal treatment to be sure. “Oh, no…” He repeated again.

“What is the matter, Angie?” The king does not like the look on his face one bit.

The old man stared at Baski, who’s face was filled with sadness. Angie knows that the woman had lied to him. Indeed, she knows what he just found out.

The old man’s eyes pleaded with Baski to be the one to give the King the news. Baski shook her head adamantly. There’s no way that news is coming from her own mouth.

Angie looked up at the King in defeat. “From the looks of things, it seems like the mistress had a miscarriage not so long ago.”

King Lucien blinked. Twice. The words just would not enter no matter how he repeated it on his head.

“What?” He forced out at last.

Angie shifted uncomfortably, “There’s some remains of a very powerful drug in her system called FC, battling another powerful drug which I have no idea what it is.”

“But FC is the reason for what happened to her today. The reason why she’s in so much pain, why she was bleeding today and why she fainted too. That drug is too powerful for a vulnerable body like hers.”

“FC…” He rolled the name on his tongue, “What is the drug used for?”

Angie shifted uncomfortably on his chair, “It’s…uhm… it’s used to flush out a baby.”

Silence.

It stretched for so long… So so long, Angie wondered if the King heard him correctly.

“What!?” He did not shout, but the intensity in that one word caused Baski to jerk.

Angie cleared his throat, “B-Basically, what I’m talking about here is that the Mistress took a drug that flushed a child from her system. A drug that’s battling another powerful drug in her weak body. She has several health issues—”

“She flushed my child…?” The King can barely hear him above his own thoughts.

Baski glanced at him sadly. He looked so devastated, the sight was shattering.

A sigh from the bed alerted the man that his patient is about to wake. Vetta opened her eyes slowly.