Alpha’s Virgin Wife by Baby Charlene
Chapter 116
It was already morning.
Queen Nosheba paced back and forth in the room, her eyes looking dangerously angry and her steps depicting how impatient she was.
Hands on her waist, she’d bring them down at some point and swing them angrily. What in the name of Selene was taking him so long – she grumbled.
Finally, the door went open and turning to have a look, she spotted him coming in with Nivea.
“What took you so long, Raksha? Do you think I have nothing to do, just standing here and waiting for you?” She snapped at him, even before he’d catch his breath.
Raksha was muddled.
“Hey, calm down, my love. What’s the problem?” He asked, bewildered. And taking a deep breath, Nosheba signaled Nivea to leave the room and she did.
“You look so pissed, My love,” Raksha went closer and touched her cheek. “What’s the problem? I thought we were going to….”
“Why did you give me a fake poison yesterday, Raksha?” Nosheba finally let it out, her chest rising and falling heavily.
Raksha’s brows furrowed.
Huh?
“What’re you… talking about?” He scoffed.
“I was just about asking why Shilah’s not been rushed to the Physician yet. I thought you were yet to carry out the plan.”
“And why would I hesitate till this morning, Raksha? As soon as I got the soup yesterday, I took it to her and watched her drink it. But it’s morning already, and she’s still breathing just fine!” She rasped, her eyes holding anger Raksha has never seen before. He was equally confused.
“But that’s not … that’s not possible” he shook his head.
“If truly she drank the soup, the baby must be dead by now”.
“Well, there’s no way the baby would die a silent death, right? Nivea has been checking up on her since yesterday, and I’m telling you, Raksha, she’s as strong as ever! There’s been no pain, no bleeding, no rushing to the Physician – nothing at all! She’s just fine!”
“Hold on, are you sure she really drank the soup?’ Raksha asked.
“Oh! Please, don’t call me stupid. I said I watched her drink it! Like… she drank it right in front of me and not in her room! I saw it, Raksha! That soup went down her throat!” Nosheba stated raucously and turned her back against him.
“Then…what could be wrong?” Raksha pondered. “That poison is one of the deadliest pregnancy termination herbs. There’s just no way it wouldn’t k*il*l a child”.
He caressed his fingers on his jaws and took some cogitative steps around.
“Are you sure she’s pregnant in the first place?” He turned to Nosheba and asked.
“For Selene’s sake, she is! There’s no way the healer could’ve made a mistake. And from every indication on Shilah’s body, she’s definitely pregnant. I know it!” She hissed irkly.
“Then, something’s definitely wrong” Raksha bobbed his head. “Because there’s just no way that baby would survive that poison. That Shilah of a lady…. I’ve just never trusted her. There has always been something…. something different about her”.
They both went into silent for a while, with Nosheba being extremely angry. Why wouldn’t it work?? Just why???
“I need to be alone, Raksha” she finally turned to him and say. “I need to be alone and think of a way out of this mess”.
“We should do that together. Let’s….”
“I need to think alone, Raksha” she cut him off.
“Please, just leave! I’ll let you know when I come up with something”. She turned and backed him again.
Even when Nosheba was angry, she’d never speak to him this way – Raksha thought silently. Deciding she really needed an alone time, he turned around and left the room.
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As soon as he was out, Nivea rushed in.
“My Queen, what’s happening?” She asked worriedly as she rushed to the panting Nosheba. “Did he say the poison was fake?”
“He claims it’s deadly” Nosheba gritted. “That fool! I don’t even know what to believe now”.
She felt slight cramps on her abdomen but ignored it.
“But…. if it’s deadly, then how come it didn’t k*il*l the child?” Nivea asked, staring downwards.
“I don’t know, Nivea, and I don’t have the time to think. I need to find a way to get rid of that baby before the mother finds out. If Shilah finds out, she’s definitely going to tell the King. Hence, the King’s attention would be divided. And when she finally puts to bed and it turns out to be a boy, it’ll be worst! Everything will be over on me! Oh! I need to act quickly ’cause I’m sure it wouldn’t be long before she realizes the truth!” Nosheba queried.
“Oh! That’s so true, My Queen. But what can we possibly do?” Nivea asked, but Nosheba gave no reply as she walked over to the window.
She needed to think of something else – something quick.
What could she possibly do to get rid of that baby once and for all? An idea was slowly creeping in….
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The news was already circulating round the Palace like wild fire that the King was holding a feast to celebrate the coming of his son with Queen Nosheba.
Preparations were getting into place. The King had held a meeting with his beta and gamma and both were already discharging the plans. It was going to be awesome!
Shilah brushed her hair in front of the mirror, noticing how smooth and glowy her face looked. Although, she had some scanty pimples that weren’t there before, but they didn’t stop her face from developing such new and glowy look. She could tell she looked more beautiful.
Managing a small smile, she dropped the brush and left the room afterwards, heading to the King’s chambers to answer his call.
She felt really nervous going there – couldn’t exactly tell why. Perhaps, she felt he’d change towards her, or he might only see her as his hunger tool or sleep tool. Oh! What is she even thinking?
Either way, another part of her felt so happy she was going to see him again.
Getting to his chambers, she awaited the guards to inform him as usual. And when they returned and granted her permission into the room, she walked in and met the King sitting and reading a book. Her heart gave a mighty leap, having an eye lock with him.
Gulping hard, she lowered her head and walked towards him.
“Greetings, My King” she bowed courtly, her hands in front of her.
King Dakota, in his usual hesitant state, said nothing immediately as he flipped through the pages of his book.
“Please, sit” his grumpy voice finally came and Shilah took the seat on the other side of the table.
She could notice he was looking different. She couldn’t quite point it out, but it was very obvious something about him was different.
“How have you been, Shilah?” Her heart gave another leap when eh asked that question.
Caring about her… she’s really missed it.
“I’m fine, My King. Thank you.
“And…are you good as well?” She replied.
“Yes, I’m fine. I called for you about an hour ago. What took you so long to come over?” She lowered her gaze again.
“I’m so sorry, My King. I just… I was trying to freshen up” she answered tamely.
“Hm” Dakota hummed and glanced into his book. “And last night, you didn’t make my sleeping tea for me”. He added and nervousness crowded Shilah immediately.
Hold on, has she been the one changing or what?
“I’m… I’m really sorry, My King” she bowed. “It’s just that…. I heard you were having dinner with Queen Nosheba and didn’t want to disturb in any way. I was thinking…. the Queen might spend the night here” she answered lamely.
Indeed, that was a very lame excuse because Queen Nosheba sleeping there or not has nothing to do with the King’s tea. Well, she couldn’t tell him she had been so sad and weak and slept off earlier than normal.
Taking a sigh, King Dakota returned his gaze to his book and so they stayed for a long time.
“My King…” Shilah suddenly called, and the King paused to look at her. “Uhm…Sorry I didn’t say this yesterday. Congratulations on Queen Nosheba’s pregnancy. It’s a great thing you’ll finally be having an heir, My King. I’ve noticed…the curse is gradually being overcome.”
She had this bright smile on her face as she spoke – one that pleased the King.
He chuckled and looked into his book without saying a word. But…. did he just chuckle? She thought.
After a while, the King finally dropped the book and stood up.
“Come with me, Shilah. Let’s have some practice”. His hands at his back, he started towards the door.
“Some practice?” Shilah pondered, wondering what he could possibly be talking about.
Well, not wanting to just sit and know, she stood up and followed him out of the room.
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Queen Nosheba’s carriage pulled over in front of the little hut.
Stepping out in her long black dress and hoodie over her head, she looked around to be doubly sure no third party was around. Yes, it was just her rider and her.
The place had not changed one bit – still looking as local and stuffy as it used to look. It definitely wasn’t good for her health – Nosheba thought.
She gave a final glance at the carriage rider who was still positioned on his seat, and adjusting her hoodie properly, she walked towards the hut.