I will teach the king a lesson
“Comes in,” The king’s voice runs to her ear from the inside, her eyes traveling to her boobs, she expands the exposed of her cleavage, opening more of her uncovered breasts.
A chuckled sign on her face, as she pushed the door open.
“My king,” Xena greeted the king and lowered her head.
A sickening silence filled the room, the king didn’t utter a word to acknowledge her presence. After a while, she raised her brows, wanting to confirm what the king was doing that made him refuse to acknowledge her.
Just as she wanted to open her mouth, the king’s voice interrupted, halting her throat from producing her creation.
“Why are you here?” Alpha Malik’s eyes left the documents in his hand, and rested on Xena, burning a hole in Xena’s spine, with the unwelcome expression he held.
“My king, I…,” She stammered, not knowing what to say, the expression on the king’s face disorganized her, she could no longer deliver a good sentence.
The king got tired of her silence, and he slipped down from the bed with the document he held. He strolled towards Xena and stood in her presence, scanning Xena from her to down.
“You know, if you can’t transmit your plan correctly, you shouldn’t have started it,” Malik said.
She bites her lips, knowing the king has beat her up with her games, sometimes she wonders if a spirit possesses the king.
“I’m sorry, my king,” she quickly apologized. She knew how much the king hated women who hurt others just to fulfill their desire. He warned her the last time never to repeat herself.
“I don’t like this new you, I prefer the old Xena,” Malik said curtly.
“My king,” Xena said, the king’s words struck her heart, making her feel bad already.
“I need a translator urgently, inform the Queen if there is anyone among the maids that can translate a French language to our language,”
Although the king learned many languages, he refused to learn French because he didn’t like their culture, but right now, he regrets not learning the French language. He has been thinking of ways to help his people since the masked girl advised him.
“My king, I can help you, I learned the French language,” Xena said, her eyes wavering, she rubbed her palm together.
“Really,” The King’s face lit up, his frown face brightening. The king’s mood changed drastically, and although he might have hidden it, it was visible to Xena, she felt happy she was about to help the king.
Maybe she should find a way to help the king solve his problems, it will make her more powerful than the queen. Moreover, she didn’t want the king to pay attention to any other maid in the palace.
He has been trying to read the document since last night, but he couldn’t understand a single word of it. Everything seemed complicated to him, as literate as the king was, he didn’t believe a day like this would come when he would need someone’s help to translate a language for him.
He hates depending on people, so he made sure he learned many things, and he was versatile in all areas. Now he realized people are only masterful at what they know and versatile near their strength.
“Have your seat, let me get you a scroll and a feather…,” The king said, turning to walk to his shelf, but her voice stopped him in his tracks.
“My king, I would like to do it in my room. I should take the document,” Xena said with a slight smile on her face.
“Okay, “The king said and stretched the document to her.
“I will bring it back after I’m done translating it,” Xena said, as he collected the document from his hand.
“Thank you, Xena, you didn’t how much relief you just give me… let go on a horse ride after you are done with it”
Her eyes widened, she didn’t know the last time the king asked her for a horse ride, maybe she should start to find ways to solve his problem.
“Thank you, your Highness,” Xena lowered her head, wanting to go out. Alpha Malik dragged her back and pulled her to the wall, she shut her eyes tightly, expecting the king’s lips to slam her, rather the king’s hand traveled to her uncovered breasts, and he drew her clothes, covering her uncovered boobs.
“You should dress with dignity, if you still want to maintain the fake title people gave you,” Malik mumbled to her ears.
Her heart seized at that moment, her closed eyes got open, and she looked into Malik’s eyes in a jiffy and brought them down, she always couldn’t look into his eyes, because of how scary his eyelids were.
“Okay, my king,” she said, and the king turned his back on her. Wetness welcomed her eyelids, wanting to come out to express the sadness she felt because of the king’s words, but she struggled to keep the wetness intact.
She realized Jeanne’s word was true, he didn’t love her, maybe she was just his bed warmer. She sniffles, trying to control her emotions right now.
“My king, may I know the fake title you are referring to,” it brushed out of her lips, she didn’t realize when it came out from her mouth, she just wanted to confirm it the second time.
“I’m sorry my king, forgive me, see it like I never asked,” Xena pleaded. The King’s eyes that fell on her body made her realize the blunder she committed with the question she asked.
“Xena you can go, but don’t forget to come back with the document, I need it urgently,” Malik said, neglecting her pleading, he could have punished her, but he couldn’t bring her to do it, he always remembered she helped his late mother.
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“Arrggghhhh” Xena grumbled as she walked inside her chamber, her whole body boiling with anger. She removed the adornment on her hair.
“Calm down Xena, what happened? Why are you back this early?” Jeanne rushed the question.
“I would have to teach the king a lesson, I might love him, but I can’t pardon anyone who treats me as trash,” Lena said, rage and anger boldly written on her face.
“What did the king do?” Jeanne said, wanting to touch her, but she mistakenly touched the document in her hand, and it fell to the ground.
“Ohhhh! I’m sorry,” Jeanne said and lowered herself, wanting to pick it up.
“I need someone who can translate French to our language,” Xena said in a curt tone.
“What for?” Jeanne asked as she raised the document in her hand, looking into Xena’s for an answer.