Chapter 64
CHAPTER 64
ZENEVIEVA
Few weeks ago…..
The King's breathing was a lot more steady than before and his temperature seems a bit normal.
The herbs were working but he would really get better if he gets more consistent in resting and terminating thoughts that will raise his blood pressure.
"Is there anything wrong, you look quiet?" The King asked her and she shook her head.
"Nothing is wrong, I'm just examining your temperature which is getting a little bit better, I feel it would improve if you take the herb consistently and rest more."
"Yeah, that's true. Even the night blindness in my eyes is totally diminishing for real." He expressed, feeling relaxed as my warm hands never left his head. I was feeling his blood, heat, and the possibility of any triggering effects on his health.
After examining him for a few minutes, I retracted my hands and smiled.
"You can get up now."
I said and he sat up while I presented the herb for him to drink.
"Thanks Zenevieva, I need to Inform the Council and Clans about your rare healing ability. This is what dozens of my physicians couldn't do for years. I was already giving up for death"
My eyes shoot up in surprise.
"No!" I snapped and he stared at me strangely.
"No?"
"No please, I don't want anyone to know that I did anything to you, you can tell them it's any other person but not me please."
I pleaded and frowned in disapproval.
"Why?"
"I just don't want them to realize the little gift left of me. I've always been known as a weak rogue and the only thing that kept my sanity is my healing gift. I might lose it once I'm being ridiculed or punished for it."
The King sighed and I bit my lips for even telling him that. I was that desperate to keep my little secret from the prying eyes of those who saw me as a nonentity.
"I already said that if I finally regain my full health, I will definitely make sure you receive the best blessing ever from me, and from the look of things; I'm slowly regaining my health.
I won't promise you what you're requesting for, Zenevieva. The whole Mudville pack must know how special you are and your name must be known across other packs for doing what learned physicians and other healers could not do."
I gasped and shook my head.
"I'm going to make sure you have the best life!"
"No!" I cried out. "Please….let me actually be the one to make a request."
"I'm the Alpha king Zenevieva! And we are known to repay kindnesses."
"I know." I swallowed and thought hard.
I will definitely want his favor one day as the king, not anything materialistic but his power as a king.
"Let's make a contract!" I blurted out from nowhere and he turned to me, confused while I continued.
"A contract?"
I nodded.
"Since you badly want to repay me, we can make a deal for every treatment I make. Each day would come with a request that you will fulfill anytime I come to check on your health. "
"Better, what do you want now?"
"No, not now. I don't need anything from you, Alpha. I just need an influence of your power to propose or to oppose any decree that won't favor me "
"But that's too easy of a request Zenevieva! I could give you any other thing or ask Tyson to make sure you are gifted with your own chamber, land or anything Influential"
I shook my head at his generosity and smiled.
"No, Alpha . This is what I want."
"What if there isn't a situation that requires my authority?"
"Then it's my loss, your health is what matters a lot. Please, I beg for this to be kept as a secret."
He shrugged his shoulders and sighed.
"This is rare, you're throwing away the opportunity of a lifetime offer for something measly. You're really phenomenal Zenevieva, your deal and contract with me is sealed. Thank you for your kind gesture towards my health."
I smiled and bowed at him, feeling better at the fact that he agreed to my proposal instead of telling the whole world about something I cherish the most.
Back to the present……
Everyone was staring at me in shock and Tyson had to come forward to meet me but I stopped him.
I knew that threatening him with spewing his little secret about our contract will definitely rile him up and expose his plans to the whole congregation.
It would implicate him because he definitely doesn't want to be tagged as a king who made a contract with his mate for a limited time. Infact, it's a sacrilege as a whole.
"Shut the fuck up Zenevieva!" He growled but I turned to face the so-called elders.
"I demand the presence of the Grand King, why I demand for him is no one's business until he arrives, then you can all hear me out "
I said firmly and Kyle brows raised in a kind of amusement.
"What are you all waiting for, call the king!" The Queen yelled at the guards and they all scrambled out.
"What the heck mum, are you listening to her right now? Dad is sick and needs to rest, not to be summoned by some pathetic weak and shameless slut who defiled the royal bed."
"Fuck you Tyson! How dare you call her that!" Kyle growled and went to meet him but my hands flew to his wrist to stop him.
"Tyson, any other word from you and Kyle will be dismissed! I've heard the other side of the story about her, let me see why she needs the king and the so-called contract she made with him."
"That's barbaric mum! She's not in any position to call Dad!" Collette screamed but the Queen ignored her.
"You don't need to do this Princess.." Kyle's worried voice whispered deliciously in my ear and I shook my head.
"I will never ever allow you to get suspended from your duties because of me."
"It's not a big deal, I'll get it back."
"It's a big deal Kyle, Tyler is also a part of this mess I created."
I said painfully and wiped my tears as we waited for the King.
Tyson is staring daggers at me , twitching his jaw and fuming in anger.
To hell with him! He thinks he can spite me just because he wielded the power of a King huh, forcing words out of Lexa cause I'm definitely sure she wouldn't do that on purpose.
As for Collette, a spoiled brat who thinks having the beauty and title of a princess makes it all for her, she will definitely feel my wrath once I'm done with her.
Tyler made a statement that shook my bones.
He said I defiled royalty, I defiled my dignity and my rights as the Queen.
He said I deserved to get punished for being too weak and my heart clenched at the statement.
It's so true, I feel that I'm not good enough, not strong enough and not having equal rights because of my identity as a rogue.
But for goodness sake, I've been declared Queen and the moon goddess have honored that!
Everyone got up as the King strides in slowly to the center of the hall, he sighed heavily and stared at all of them before taking a seat.
"You all now conduct the Pack meetings without informing me, Tyson is really doing a great job."
He said casually and cleared his throat.
"You really don't have to be here dad, Zenevieva has committed the worst crime ever and honoring her invite is totally a sacrilege!" Tyson spat out.
"I choose to honor that Tyson, besides I can't remember when I last stretched my legs."
He turned to and cleared his throat.
"What is your request Zenevieva?"
Everyone frowned in confusion at the king's choice of words.
"I need Kyle and Tyler to be free from whatever punishment imposed on them, they are innocent."
"Done! Anyone who defiles my order should find himself hanging. Any hair or mark on Zenevieva herself would amount to banishment from the Pack!" He
posed his royal gold plaque to everyone.
"I have spoken!"
He slammed and I heard the most strange gasps I've never heard in my existence as a rogue.