Alpha’s Virgin Wife by Baby Charlene
Chapter 134
NEXT MORNING ���
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Shilah’s hands slowly touched the soft bed as her dazed eyes fluttered open.
A bed – she thought. She was lying on a bed?
She f0rced her eyes open and the first sight she came in contact with was an unfamiliar roof. Her brows arched for a second.
Where was she? And how did she get there?
Carefully, she sat up on the low bed and took a look around, trying to discern if she was in danger or in safety. The last she could remember was passing out in the woods, tired and drained. And now, she was in a strange room? How did she get there?
Surveying the small but neat room, she observed some herbs on the floor and that instance, she realized she was feeling a bit better.
Though, she was still hungry, but her head, back and waist weren’t hurting anymore. The relief….how did it happen.
She was about leaving the bed when the door suddenly went open and snapping her eyes to the direction, she found an elderly man walking in. Probably in the late sixties, he had a little hunch back that had nearly given Shilah a fright. But who was he?
“Oh” he paused for a second at the door before proceeding. “You’re awake”.
Shilah remained still on the bed, just staring at him and wondering if he’d be a threat to her or not.
“I was beginning to think I’d given you an overdose of the drink. But then, I recalled it was normal to sleep much with your condition”.
Condition? Shilah thought. What condition was he talking about?
Her eyes narrowed around him as he walked in with levelled steps and stood in front of a small table in the room – containing tiny bottles, leaves and books. What was he doing with all that?
“So, tell me, dear, how’re you feeling today?” He asked without looking at her as he went through some books.
And it took Shilah some seconds to find the words out of her mouth.
“I…. I think I’m better” she muttered and cleared the croakiness in her throat.
“Ah! It’s a good thing it helped, then. I’m glad it did” said the man with a grim smile as he took up a bottle from the table and lifted it to sunlight.
Guessing it was the appropriate time, Shilah asked, “Who are you?”
“Oh!” He chuckled, still concentrating on his table.
“You can just call me Thaddicus. I’m a herbal man – as you can see – and I think you’re in luck that I found you”.
“Found me?” Shilah asked with furrowed brows.
“Yes. I was on my way to get some herbs when I found you in the woods last night and quickly brought you over to my little residence. I discovered your condition and f0rced some useful herbs down your throat that made you relax and sleep soundly. Now you’re awake, I think it’s time I get you some food. Who are you, by the way? And what were you doing alone in the woods?” He asked and that was when it occurred to Shilah that it was possible he didn’t know her.
She knew she was still in the Mountain, but not everyone in the Mountain knew the face of the King’s fourth wife. Perhaps, that was an advantage she had.
“I…. I don’t want to talk about it” she mumbled, her eyes lowering to the floor.
“If…. if you can just get me some food, I’m sure I’ll be fine and I’ll leave”. The hunched back man turned to look at her, leaning on the table behind him.
“Hmm” he sighed. “I see. Well then, I’ll go ask my son to make some soup for you” he dropped the bottle in his hand and started towards the door.
“Uhm…Excuse me” her words halted him as he turned to look at her. “What… condition do you keep talking about? Is something wrong with me?”
“Oh! Of course, not” He smiled.
“Although, I was thinking you were married because…. You’re pregnant”.
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Queen Dyani sat in front of her maid who was still looking unconscious. Sleeping peacefully since the previous day, she wondered if the young lady was going to get any better.
Who could’ve done this to her? Tried to k*il*l her? Why were so many bad things happening at the same time for her?
She sat palely and stared at the innocent face of her maid – recalling how friendly and peace – loving she was. She had no enemies and always tried her best not to offend anyone. So, why would anyone want to do this to her?
And the previous day – right before the incidence occured – she could remember how unusually restless she had seemed when she came into the room to free herself. She didn’t seem alright. And few minutes later, she was attacked.
Dyani was so sure it wasn’t just a coincidence and felt something was wrong. And due to that reason, she had decided not to leave her side until she’d regain consciousness and explain what had happened to her. Too bad, she wasn’t healing quickly since her wolf was very weak. But Dyani was willing to wait.
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An hour later, and the door went open with a maid walking in. Dyani recognized her to be Nosheba’s maid – Nivea.
“Greetings, My Queen” she bowed at the door.
“Greetings to you too” Replied Dyani and taking that as a go-ahead, she walked further into the room.
Dyani was a bit surprised as she wondered what the lady was doing there since she didn’t order for a maid.
Nivea, with ambling steps, walked in soberly and stood in front of Anya’s bed.
“I feel so bad for her” she sulked.
“Anya was such a good girl. Why would anyone want to do this to her?”
Dyani was a bit confused.
“You know her?” She asked, staring keenly.
“Of course. Anya and I were good friends. Although, we were hardly seen together, but we mostly talked in the maid’s quarters. She wouldn’t stop telling me about you and just how kind you’ve always been to her” she paused and sniffle.
“I feel so bad this is happening to her and hope she can get out of it”.
Without saying a word, Dyani returned to her former position where she faced Anya.
“I hope so too” she muttered sadly.
Silence stretched afterwards until Nivea chipped in.
“My Queen, why don’t you go get some rest while I take care of her for now?” She asked respectfully.