Alpha’s Virgin Wife by Baby Charlene
Chapter 148 Nosheba’s Visitor
Shilah flinched and surpassing her shock, she held his hands.
“Please, get up, My King. You shouldn’t be doing this” She pleaded and tried lifting him up, but King Dakota wouldn’t let her.
“No, Shilah. I prefer staying on my knees until you tell me you’ve forgiven me. Until you tell me you’ve forgiven me for sending you and our unborn child out there to danger. Those are the only words I need so I can live with myself” King Dakota said.
Shilah couldn’t believe it.
“Of… Of course, Of course, My King. It wasn’t your fault. I mean, you had no idea Queen Nosheba was the one at work. I also had no idea it was her. She deceived everyone. So, please, don’t whip yourself for it, My King. Actually, I count this a blessing that you’ve finally known the truth and accepted me back. Because . Since the incidence occured, my only prayer was for you to know the truth. And you just did. So, I have no other problem, My King. Please, do not worry about me. I forgive you and have no problem with your past action” She spoke so sweetly, in that manner King Dakota had greatly missed.
“Please, My King, you should get on your feet. It hurts me seeing you this way. Please…” she tried helping him up and this time around, he didn’t resist.
He stood up gruffly and when he did, pulled her in a tight hug immediately.
It gave an unusual soothing to Shilah’s soul, gave her some sort of a*s*surance.
“Thank you, Shilah” King Dakota said in the hug.
“For this, I promise never to doubt you again. No matter the circumstances, I will always give you that benefit of doubt”.
Shilah’s cheeks flushed immediately. Goodness! This was sounding too good.
But something else was sounding down her tummy – and that wasn’t good. It growled, and King Dakota noticed just when he was about saying something else.
“What was that?” He asked, confused, as he pulled away from the hug to look at her face. embarra*s*sment flushed through Shilah immediately, making her cringe and feel so uncomfortable.
“It’s…. I’m hungry” She muttered and bit her bottom lip as she stared down at the floor, bashfully. And that was when it dawned on Dakota.
“Darci!” He turned to the door and called. “Darci!”
The door went open immediately with the guard rushing in.
“My King!” He went on one knee.
“Go to the kitchen, and tell them to get some food for Queen Shilah. Tell them to prepare everything they have and bring to her. She should be the one to make the selections herself. Make sure every paid maid is busy for I would want the meals prepared as quickly as possible. And make sure it has good taste as well.
“And also, get me Mato. He needs to check up on her to be sure she and the baby are in good health” King Dakota instructed.
“Uh…. My King, the Physician – Mato – is in grief. His son was k*il*led some hours ago” Darci reported, making King Dakota flinch.
“What happened to him?” He paused and asked with furrowed brows. Even Shilah was shocked from where she stood.
“We do not know for now, My King. He was just found dead outside the Palace”. Darci replied.
King Dakota couldn’t believe it. Rancho was the only son, and partner Mato had and he didn’t want to imagine how difficult it must be for him at such a time. Perhaps, he would go see him later in the evening.
“Alright then. Get me the midwife” he looked up at Darci and said.
“As you wish, My King” Darci bowed and left.
Shilah felt bittered about Rancho’s death as she had also known him briefly. He had been really good to her the last time he treated her. Why would anyone want to k*il*l him?
While in thoughts, she felt the King’s hands touch her and lifted her head to see him standing in front of her.
“You should sit. The midwife will be here soon” he cooed and led her to the edge of the bed to sit.
His care and sweetness was becoming overwhelming for Shilah. But to be honest, she really needed that meal.
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At the dungeon.
Nosheba sat on the dirty floor, scratching her hand against the concrete as she felt so dirty.
It was dark. So dark and her dungeon didn’t even have a lamplight. Although, there was a lamppost outside her cell, she had no idea why the guards wouldn’t turn it on and if it was part of her punishment.
She crawled on the floor to the bars of the dungeon and held onto it.
“Hey,” she placed her lips on the bars and called. “Can you, at least, put on the lights? Do I really deserve to be in this darkeness?”
But she got no reply.
Urgh! They were a lot of people she was going to get back at when she finally gets out of here – she thought. Oh! What was she even thinking? Was the King going to accept her back?
She leaned back on the walls, feeling so frustrated. And soon, she heard footsteps. Oh! At last.
She looked out through the bars and noticed whoever was coming was coming with a torch. That was better. At least, she’d getting some light now.
She kept watching keenly. But when the figure finally showed up, she discovered it wasn’t a guard, but someone she didn’t think it would be. Queen Jadis.