Chapter 96

He raised his eyes, sparing her a glance, and then said, “Danika is my slave. She is not just any slave, but the king’s slave. I am the only one with the right to treat her unkindly and abuse her recklessly as I see fit; she is my property. She belongs to me. I will not tolerate it if my mistress punishes my slave when she hasn’t done anything to deserve it.” His eyes found hers. “Walking around with a burning scalp.”

Her cheeks flushed with guilt at the mention of that. She averted her eyes.

“…. or going around with a handprint on her cheek,” he finished. “That should stop.”

“My king. A-are you saying that I should stop p-punishing her?” She couldn’t help asking, chastised.

He nodded firmly. “When she does nothing wrong to you.”

She opened her mouth. Snapped it shut. Opened it again.

He watched her with a giant frown before she finally said, “Your wish is my command, my king.”

Silence ensued, thickening in the air.

Vetta was so angry