Alpha’s Virgin Wife by Baby Charlene
Chapter 138
Riding to her father’s house, Nosheba couldn’t be anymore happy as she felt fulfilled and felt she was at least, going to her father’s house in a different way.
Everything had been working out for her good. Aside the people making it difficult for her which she was definitely going to get rid of, every other thing was working out for her good.
Drawing closer to the house in front of them, the royal carriage pulled to a halt and quickly, the guard from the horse rushed down to open the carriage door for Nosheba.
Stepping out of the carriage, the memories came flooding into Nosheba’s head, reminding her of the good bad times.
She didn’t what her long dress to touch the floor. Thus, she had to hold it up from the thighs. And next, she paused and took a look around.
Nothing much has changed – she thought to herself as she surveyed the environment – noting the tree branches scattered all around compound. Why were they there, anyway? They should’ve been swept already, shouldn’t they? Or was Etta being so lazy already?
The flowers on each side of the compound brought back memories as well. And finally wearing a smile, she started towards the door.
One knock and the door was opened by the *Woman* of the house of course. Her surprise was supported with a gasp as she couldn’t believe the lady standing in front of her.
“Nosheba?!” She gasped, her hand going over her lips.
She was looking younger – Nosheba quickly noticed.
“I think that should be *Queen Nosheba* she stated correctible and added a smile, ignoring the bemused look on the woman’s face.
“That’s by the way. Hello, Etta”. She added.
“H—Hi. I’m so surprised to find you here”. Said the woman who was actually old enough to be Nosheba’s mother.
“Yes, I wouldn’t blame you for being surprised as I haven’t been here ever since I got married. Is my Father in?” She walked in after the woman had stepped aside.
“Y… Yes. He just finished eating and is having some rest. But I can wake him up if you want me to” she answered from behind.
“Yes, you have to” replied Nosheba as she stopped outside the door, taking her eyes round the neatly arranged room.
The guard had stepped in with her.
“Al… Alright, I’ll do just that” the woman bowed and turned to leave.
“And Paula? Where’s she?” Nosheba called back her attention, making her stop and turn to look at her.
“She um…. went out with her cousins”. The woman replied and Nosheba let out a scoff.
“You now give my daughter out to whoever you please?” She asked.
“Of… Of course, not. It’s just .. she’s pretty close to Urik….”
“It’s fine. Just go get me my father, please” Nosheba cut her off with a hand wave and the woman left afterwards.
Alone in the room with the guard, she took another look around, remembering all the times she had spent there before getting married to the King. A particular spot caught her attention, that spot where her father had whipped her for the first time.
Urgh! Those ugly memories – she rolled her eyes.
Well, it was a good thing her daughter wasn’t home as she wouldn’t want to be f0rced to spend more time with her. She didn’t want to spend more time in that forsaken home.
Paula was the first child she had gotten for the King. But since she needed a boy and not a girl, she had decided to send her home to her step mother to be taken care of. Yes, Etta was her step mother.
Luckily, the King didn’t mind sending the little girl home and Nosheba really needed it as well and she couldn’t see herself taking care of too many meaningless girls. What she needed was a boy and now, she’s gotten it already. Just five years old was Urika.
Not wanting to stress her waist, she decided to sit. And when she did, that was when her father walked in with her step mother – Etta.
Nosheba could notice the surprised look on his face as he walked in from the inner room, looking older than she had thought him to be.
“Nosheba?” He called when he stopped walking, having gotten to a certain point. “Is this really you?”
“Yes, father. Greetings to you too” she feigned a smile, still sitting.
“Uh…. Greetings. Thank you” the bald-headed man looked like he was struggling for words. Well, that was what Nosheba had expected.
“I hope you don’t mind, father”, she said. “I’d have loved to stand and greet, but as you must have known already, I’m pregnant with the King’s heir and wouldn’t want to stress myself. You must understand….”
“Oh! D…Definitely, Nosheba. You don’t need to say it for I completely understand” he cut her off, calmly. Still standing with his both hands at akimbo.
“I must say I’m surprised to find you here. I mean, you didn’t even tell me you were …”
“Don’t worry about it, father” now it was her own time to cut him off.
“I didn’t come here for ple@sure, but for a simple task”.
She paused and stretched out her hand to the guard who placed an invitation card on it right away.
Her father and step mother watched keenly.
“This is a very happy season for me, father” she began, holding the card properly in her hand.
“Some years ago, you kept telling me I’d amount to nothing and would definitely be as useless as mother” she paused and glanced at her step mother who quickly lowered her gaze to the floor.
Going on, she returned her gaze to her father.
“You kept telling me I’d be worthless and never achieve anything good in life. Even when I had gotten married to the King, you kept telling me I’d only be like a concubine to him and nothing more. Well, today, I’m happy to inform you I’ve proven you wrong. Right now, I’m the top Queen in the Palace and likely to become the King’s Luna the moment I put to bed. I’ll become the Luna of this mountain and you father, might just have to bow to me”.
She chuckled and stood up.
“I’m sure you must have heard of the banquet happening tomorrow – the one being held in my name. Being kind enough, I decided to give you two the privilege to be there – to dine with Kings and rulers for the first time in your lives”.
She paused and proffered the card to him, which her father collected reluctantly.
“I am happy, father. And I sincerely hope you are as well” she stated beamfully and stared at Etta.
“My regards to my daughter when she returns. I’ll take my leave now”. She concluded and walked away, leaving them tongue-tied.