C8 The Apha King's Hated Slave

Danika kept clutching and following him as they walked out of the Royal Court, until he got to his chambers and walked into it.

Alone with her, he locked the door. Turned and faced her, more formidable than ever.

"Thank you so much for---" She began.

"To the table. Do not lie on it. Just give me your back." He commanded in a curt voice, his expressionless darker than ever