All Chapters of A King Slave For The Badass Alpha Queen : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

ABEL EVERHART'S POV "Abel! Wake up, it's Cara," the servant's voice comes after several hours. She squats at the locked door, pulling items from the pockets of her coat and dress. She sets a bottle full of a thick, purple liquid, down on the floor of the cell then pushes it to roll towards me. "The herbs in there will reduce your pain. It is not enough to heal, but your pain will lessen until I can use the crown to heal you," she says.I do not feel the strength to even open the bottle. I watch her pull out another, full of water, and roll it towards me. I have the desire to drink even if neither of the liquids would save me. Problem is, I can even lift my hand. I wonder how I am not dead already."Abel . . . I can save you. The crown's powers can heal anything. I only need the consent of your heart to wear it before you lose your life," she says in a low voice. That's probably true. The great crown might have the power to heal. But it's on Rowena's head. I am afraid that I haven

"It's the crown's curse! She must have touched it," one of the servants say the obvious. "Yes, she and her Majesty's former assistant tried to steal the crown. They shall both die tomorrow," Alpha Hanson announces. "I will be the one to take their heads -"A loud, chilling wail cuts him short. "Move away from her! Let go of my child!" the Oracle's cry stops everyone. The crowd parts for her as she comes running, horror in her eyes. The guards drop her daughter's mutated body and step back, afraid of the old woman whose dark aura seems threatening. Tears fall from her eyes as she falls to her knees beside the mouthless creature. "No! No . . . Cara . . . dear, what did they do to you?! I can't reverse this! I will kill them all!" she cries while crumbling further to the ground beside her daughter. Her dark spells seem to crumble with her heavy emotions, including that which they had cast on her Majesty's heart. As the senseless hate fades from Rowena's heart, her mind immediately t

ABEL EVERHART'S POV The servants and the guards hurry out as soon as her Majesty steps into the room. Her expression is stern, but it shifts to that of concern as soon as she strides closer. I don't even know what to say to her. I no longer know what is true or false anymore. Her fingers touch my chin tilts my head up, forcing me to look at her face. "You're looking better. More food will bring life back to your eyes," she says as if nothing happened. "I thought you wanted me hungry and dead. You just changed your mind?" She lets go of my chin and brushes hair back from my face. "I wasn't in my right mind. Did you know that the old Oracle was Cara's mother?" What?! That cannot be. We never talked about Cara's family, but she would have let me know if her mother was that dark Oracle. On the other hand, she seemed to know a lot about magic items and how the crown works. Where else would she have gotten such knowledge. If that were the case, then she might have been seeking the

"He is alive. I just wanted to know for sure that you knew him," her Majesty reveals. I sigh in relief. At least not all of my friends are dead. "You should get to the bathroom and clean up the filth of the dungeons. You're still my consort," she orders. I am back to that too. Uncertain if her sweet attention is real or pretense once again. I get of the bed and walk to the bathroom. I too wanted to feel a little less filthy. I spent days sleeping on a cold, dirty floor. I bath and rub fine oils on my skin, except on the skin of my back which stings. I return to the bed, a towel wrapped around my waist. I start to make my way towards the closet but she stops me, orders that I lay on the bed without the night robes. She gets some oils from the closet and rubs on the red marks on my back. Even now, my body foolishly finds her touch quite lulling. * * * * * * *ABEL EVERHART'S POV I get off the bed and notice the presence of two maids in the room. One cleaning the floor, the othe

ABEL EVERHART'S POVThere is a bigger crowd today than there was during Elon's ceremony. Many have come to watch his head roll, especially royals he offended who even brought their families. The line of those who are dying with him is long. The former pampered councilmen and Elon's allies.I do not see the creature that Cara turned into and I feel thankful because who knows if it can speak. I was afraid that it would beg me for help, and confirm all the stories going around, that I was a slave whose heart was torn between a servant girl and his Mistress. I didn't want my mother and sister to witness more brutality and punishments on their first day here, so I asked a few entertainers keep them entertained inside the palace until the ceremony is over. I am sure they can ear the screams of those about to face execution though, as none seem to have the courage to quietly take the very thing that they put thousands of humans through.The crowd spit on them as they are dragged towards the