Alpha’s Virgin Wife by Baby Charlene
Chapter 142 The Royal Banque
PLEASE NOTE: My dear readers, I made a mistake in the name from the last chapter, please.
King Dakota was referring to the guard “Darci” and not Dagger. I hope you understand.
Thanks for reading ❤️
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BACK TO THE STORY
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The party drums had begun rolling.
The various drinks and delicacies were already being dressed in the banquet hall.
The Alphas and other VampLords were taking their places already. And Queen Nosheba, seated in front of the mirror like a top Queen, was probably the most joyous woman in the Wind Walker Park.
As the skilled servants dressed her face and hair, she felt so beautiful and honored. Of course, she could see it all from the mirror in front of her.
She couldn’t wait to get to the banquet hall, walking beside the King who would probably hold her hands.
She couldn’t wait to feel so important right in front of the other Queens and Mistresses. She just couldn’t wait for it!
Definitely, when the party’s over, she’d become the famous and most-talked about Queen and that was just what she had always wanted. She worked so hard for it, and now she was finally getting the reward, she couldn’t be more proud of herself. Yes, she worked for it – made a lot of sacrifices – and she was never going to let anyone ruin that for her. No one at all.
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Almost done with her primping, one of the maids came in to inform her that a certain woman was there to see her – Etta.
Nosheba was surprised. Wasn’t that her step mother? Why would she be there to see her just when the party’s about to commence?
“Where is she?” She asked the messenger.
“She’s just outside the door, My Queen” the lady replied and with a huff, Nosheba paused the ladies working on her face and stood up.
Still dressed casually and wanting her party gown to be the last thing she’d wear, she walked out of the room and indeed, found the young woman standing close to the wall, having a little box with her. Nosheba’s brows arched for a second. And when the woman saw her, she looked relief and budged towards her.
“Nosheba” she called with a bright smile.
“What are you doing here?” Nosheba asked hoarsely, giving her a head-to-toe glance.
She looked greatly dressed – she noted.
Mrs Etta, taken abacked by her harsh hospitality, had to reconstruct her lines.
“Uhm…. How are you doing? You are looking good, by the way” she beamed as she stared at her face.
“I know I’m looking good and I need to finish it up. So, what brings you here because I actually don’t have time to waste”. Nosheba snapped, not wanting to watch her tone at all.
Mrs Etta sighed deeply and stared down at the box in her hand.
“Well….” She began.
“Your father and I are actually here for the perry. And while he’s waiting out there, I decided to steal out some time to come see you.
“I know what happens in the Palace, and I know having this male child like you just did is more than a blessing to you. And…..it also dawned on me that I was yet to congratulate you. That’s the reason I’m here, Nosheba, to tell you a big congrats for your conception. I pray…the baby arrives safely and becomes really great.
“And in addition, I brought this little gift for you” she proffered the small box to her, but Nosheba only stared at it without touching.
“Nosheba”, Etta continued, still holding the box with her.
“I want you to know you’ll always be like a daughter to me. Even if …you still hate me after so many years, I want you to know I still love you and will never stop praying for you” she concluded.
Nosheba stared at her for a long time without saying a word, then let out a scoff.
“Are you done?” She asked grimly, making Etta’s heart skip a beat.
“You know I used to like you, Etta. But not until I discovered the truth about you being my mother’s bestfriend and getting married to my father just few days after she died. It was more like… you had been waiting for her to get out of the way so you could have him, and because of you, my father hated me”.
“T. .. That’s not true” Etta shook her head.
“I … I never made your father hate you, Nosheba. You know… your father and mother were having issues before her death. At some point, when she was pregnant, your father believed the baby was not for him and kept trying so hard to send her out of the house. But she wouldn’t leave.
“Unfortunately, she died during childbirth and coupled with everything that had happened, it only made your father hate you and never wanting to take responsibility for you”. She paused to notice the drastic change in Nosheba’s expression.
She felt so bittered and hated recalling the story.
“The reason I married your father, Nosheba, was mainly because of you’ she went on.
“The truth is, I had liked your father before he had gotten married to your mother. Even your mother was aware of it. But the moon would bear me witness that I never tried to wreck their home for once as I was nothing but a family friend to them.
“Wh…. When your mother died, your father had asked me to be his wife and considering how he hated you and didn’t care for you, I decided to take the offer so I could be a mother to you. That’s the truth, Nosheba, I never meant any harm” she stated conclusively.
Nosheba had to take in a deep breath to calm herself as she could feel her chest nearly panting already. This shouldn’t ruin her day – not at all.
“You can say whatever you want, Etta, it’s none of my business. Right now, my only focus is achieving all the goals I’ve set out. And you can keep your little gift, by the way” she answered brusquely and with that, returned back to her room.
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Shilah’s hands were wrapped around her shoulders as she walked in the wintry weather, shivering with cold and worn out with hunger, fear and tiredness, not to mention her nauseous feeling that had gotten worst.
Her temperature was running so high, her head wouldn’t stop banging and her legs were so weak – she could hardly walk with them.
Exhausting the little energy she had left in her, she sought for a place to stay as she had been under the cold weather for an unadvisably long time. Having nowhere to go in the dark, she had to sleep under the rain. But waking up the next morning was so different for her as she had gotten very sick. Now, she needed some treatment but had no money for that.
She had thrown up twice on her way, her mouth tasting so sour and her system getting emptier. At some point, she felt she might not make it.
But after a long walk, her eyes finally spotted the cave ahead of her and that was the only consolation she could get as she let out a deep breath and continued dragging her legs along.
The cave – she thought. That very cave.
Her heart grew weaker as she approached it. Of course, the memories weren’t easy for her to take in, but she had no choice as that was the only shelter she could think of at the moment.
She got to the dark entrance and walked through it, recalling how she had walked in with the King some weeks ago.
Her head spun badly, trying so hard to shut out the memories, but it was as impossible as hiding the sun.
Looking ahead, her eyes found the spot where she had intercourse with the King – right before changing into their causal wears. Oh! How could she forget such memories? Such precious memories?!
A rueful chuckle left her lips as she finally lowered herself to the dusty ground with her back leaning against the walls of the cave. She felt better. Or, was she just wishing she felt better?
A tear slipped her left eye but got wiped off immediately as she whimpered and tried relaxing there on the floor.
She couldn’t concentrate, couldn’t relax. The voices were echoing, the m*oa*ns….
*Take off your clothes, Shilah* She couldn’t forget his hard but loveable voice.
And that moment when he had penetrated into her from behind, his hands holding her waist while his thighs slammed against hers.
They both didn’t care if the guards were listening or not as the e*cstasy was unexplainable. That had been the first time she felt intercourse with a partner, and not just a man that married her for his bed alone. Yes, she felt it.
And now, sitting on the cold floor and staring at the empty spaces only made her realize just how doomed she was. She had fallen for the King, his hard but cute face, grumpy voice, silent words, and words that were always final. She had fallen for him!
But it was so unfortunate they were never going to be together again.
Slowly, her strength began to leave her body as she closed her eyes in sleep.
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AT THE PALACE ✍️
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All eyes were on the entrance of the banquet hall as King Dakota and Nosheba walked in, hand in hand.
The red decorations complimented Nosheba’s red dazzling dress that flowed behind her as she wore a huge smile – a smile that was bright enough to cover up the King’s gloomy face.
To her, it didn’t matter. Of course, she wasn’t ready to get her day ruined by anything – not even the King’s unwelcoming att*itude. It also didn’t matter to her that the King didn’t make an attempt to meet any of the guests that had arrived the previous day. Even when they had requested to meet with him, his door – guards wouldn’t let any and kept telling them the King didn’t want to be disturbed.
Well, the most important thing to Nosheba was the fact that the party was taking place with the King beside her. Everything else didn’t possibly matter.
Walking down with him, Nosheba could see the envy in the eyes of some other Queens. Of course, who wouldn’t want to be in the arms of someone like the King? The Ultimate Alpha King? Even Chaska was there, and she noticed she couldn’t even stare at them as her eyes were fixed to the floor.
She could see so many familiar faces – her father, Step mother… Her heart gladdened some more, realizing her father would get to watch this moment.
Prince Raksha was spotted as well with his mother, but Nosheba was quick to take her eyes away – not wanting any form of distraction.
The entire hall was silent as everyone stood respectfully and watched the arrival with just the smiles on the faces of the guests being loud enough.
It was glorious, the hall filled with dignitaries and men of Importance – all staring at her.
*My name will reign forever!* Nosheba thought grimly.
And at last, she got to her table with the King and stood in front of it. And that was when the applauds came in.
“Oh! Please!” The Party-crier began.
“Let’s honor our King’s arrival with a toast!”
And quickly, the maids decanted some wine into several cups being held by the guests.
Nosheba and Dakota were served as well. And in no time, everyone was ready for the toast. She couldn’t wait for it! The party was just about to begin.
“And … A toast! To the great conception! ?” He announced and the party drums rolled.
The guests lowered the cups to their lips, some had taken theirs already.
But suddenly, there was an interruption.
“STOP!!”
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The voice echoed with so much anger, it put many in shock as they darted their eyes to the entrance to see who the intruder was.
And to everyone’s awe, it was the seer – Thaddeus.
Nosheba had already taken a sip from her cup, but quickly took it down as her eyes had nearly bulged out of it’s sockets.
The seer? What was he doing there?
King Dakota was equally surprised.
“And who is he?” Alpha Frosty asked from his table.
He wasn’t from the Wind Walker Mountain and had no idea who Ahiga was. To him, it was just a wretched – looking man trying to disrupt an important event.
“My ident*ity should not matter to you” Thaddeus began, further walking into the hall with those reddened of his.
The anger…. they held so much anger.
“For I am not here for myself, but for the woman who has been a green snake”.
There was a loud gasp.
“Thaddeus”, King Dakota quickly called.
“Don’t you think we should talk about this in private?”
He felt he wanted to talk more on Shilah.
“No! King, Dakota. For the truth needs to be revealed here in PUBLIC!” He said out.
“This is the purpose for this gathering. So everyone can witness what has never been heard in all history!”
“This is madness!” Nosheba sprout, dropping her cup aggressively on the table.
“You can’t just barge in here and try to ruin my party! If you have anything to say, you should meet the King and….”
“Oh! SHUT UP! You heatless demon!” He cut her off, arousing another gasp from the crowd.
Nosheba could feel her heart slowing down in beats.
Angrier, Thaddeus walked towards her.
“How do you even sleep at night?” He asked, staring directly into her eyes.
“How do you sleep at night, knowing a pregnant woman is out there in the cold, freezing to death because of you?”
A flinch from the guests.
“How do you sleep at night, knowing you carry another man’s child in your womb while you set up the faithful wife to get her k*il*led by the King when she carries his heir?”
The hall was already shaking.
“Just tell me. How?”