Chapter 87

Alpha Tyler

I lock my office and go my private kitchen, I take out the last of my mates cooking, yes, I shamelessly took the remainder of the food and stored it in my private kitchen in the refrigerator where no one else could have it.

My chef asked me what I’d like for dinner and was surprised when I told her it was fine and sent her on her way as I’m not the meal missing type of man but here I am heating up this day-old meal and garlic bread just because it was made by my mate.

I savour it right down to the last drop and clean up after myself then sit on my balcony for a bit to digest and sip some bourbon.

After a bit I place my glass down because I begin to feel warm from the inside out “wow that must be some strong bourbon” I look at the bottle inspecting it and even though I’m sitting outside I feel so warm, I touch my forehead, it’s barely noticeable but I have a temperature”

Have I ever been sick a day in my life? I leave the drink there and head to bed flopping down, laying on my stomach, I feel for the air con control and turn the temperature down “much better” then drift off to sleep.

Roho

I'm up at the crack of dawn, today is the first day of training, let's get ready! I am so damn excited! I sit up on the bed and swing my feet over the end of the bed but stop because I suddenly feel woozy, I clutch my head "why do I feel so warm? a fever at a time like this? no, I have to pull myself together, I need to get to training" I force myself off my bed and head to the bathroom, I strip myself and take a cold shower with hopes that it will break the fever, I wash myself from head to toe and stand under the shower allowing the cold water to run down from my head all the way down, when I’m finished I dry off then brush my teeth.

I put on a pair of black pants with a grey V-neck shirt and my combat boots and pull my hair up in a bun, ah shoot almost forgot my gloves! I give myself a one over in the mirror and leave the room, when I get down stairs the kitchen staff have yet to set the table but are busy buzzing about, I just want a blend so I push through the kitchen door.

“Can I help you?”

“Good morning and I’m sorry to trespass like this, I was wondering if I can possibly use your kitchen and a few ingredients to make myself a breakfast blend?”

“You don’t need to do it yourself, just tell us what you need”

“It’s fine with me, I don’t want to take anyone off their duties and I’ll stay out of your way”

She eyes me up, “I don’t usually let outsiders into my kitchen but come on” “thank you”

“May I ask your name please ma’am?”

“It’s Trudy and you?”

“Red, that’s what I’m called” she smiles kindly at me “okay Red, here’s everything you asked for and the honey is in the cabinet above you there” “thank you Trudy”

I put my fruits, nuts, milk, ice, oats and everything I usually do into the blender and slip a bit of an energy booster potion to keep me pumped, I mean it’s not like I’m cheating, right?

After blending I pour some out into a glass also adding some blueberries on the top and turn “would you like to try some Trudy”

“I wouldn’t mind having some myself too” everyone turns and bows “greetings your majesty” “good morning everyone, carry on”

He strides over to me eyeing the glass in my hand “here you are Trudy” I push it into her hand and she looks so flabbergasted “t-t-thank you Red, but it’s best if you allow his majesty to have it” “it’s fine, I have more drink it” I turn and get another glass and pour some more and add the blueberries once again and hand it to him careful not to touch him.

“Thank you Red” “you’re welcome” he was about to bring it to his lips “your majesty, shouldn’t you have someone taste it first?” seriously? I roll my eyes and pour the remainder into my own insulated bottle then wash the blender “were all of you not present when the drink was made?” “yes my King bu-” “is Trudy and the person who made it also not drinking the same drink?” “yes your majesty bu-” “or are you saying one of you laced the glass in my hand with poison, a glass she randomly reached for in my presence?”