The Lord's Concubine
Farra's Cake

While Vania was indignantly indignant in her new room, the still weakly helpless King suddenly recalled Farra.

"I haven't seen him in a few days. What's he doing, huh?" the king said in his heart with his eyes still tightly closed.

"Servant!" call the King to the servant who is standing guard outside his room.

Hearing the master's cry, the servant immediately entered the room with quick steps.

"Yes, sir." The servant was standing right beside the King's bed.

"Call Farra here" the king said, still with his eyes closed.

"Good, Sir."

The servant was silent for a moment in surprise at the Lord King's strange request. With quick steps, the maid immediately stepped towards Farra's room.

It just so happened that Farra had just finished bathing and getting dressed. His long hair still looked wet. The girl sat leaning against the wall of her room while enjoying her own bakery.

Since a few days ago, he really wanted to enjoy his own cake. The same cake he used to make. However, it was only today that he was able to make it after asking Bu Eni for permission.

There were some cake seeds on the plate. And only one seed of the cake went into the belly of the girl. As he was enjoying the cake, suddenly his bedroom door was knocked by someone from outside.

"Who?"

Farra was a bit anxious, she was afraid that the one who came was Lord King. However, he also doubted that the one who was knocking on his door was the Lord King. Because at this time the man is still sick and weakly rolled in his luxurious room.

"Farra, Lord King asks you to meet him in the master room" said the servant ordered by the Lord King.

Uhuk uhuk uhuk!

Farra choked, the cake that had just entered her mouth like it had stopped in the esophagus. He patted his chest so many times that he felt comfortable.

"Farra, are you okay?" ask the waiter.

"Yes, I'm fine. I will be there soon" said Farra, grabbing some water and then gulping it down.

"Don't be long, Farra. You know for yourself, Lord King," said the servant. It was clear from the tone of his voice, the waiter was anxious.

"Yes, I promise it won't be long" said Farra again.

The waiter immediately returned to the main room. While Farra was preparing to go to the main room even though he was still in doubt. He got up from his sitting position and then kept the cakes to a safer place.

"Huf! Did the Lord King ask me to serve him again? Even when he was sick, he still remembered his rights, you know!" farra grumbled with an annoyed face while twisting the tip of her clothes.

Yes, no matter how many times the man asked Farra for his rights under various pretexts and Farra was forbidden to refuse his perverted request.

With a step gontai Farra towards the main room. The waiter who had picked her up was looking pretty cramped when she got there.

"Ah, thank goodness! Quickly enter, Mr. King can not wait for your arrival," he said as he opened the main room door.

This was the second time he had entered that magnificent room. It was Vania who called him and now Lord King.

"Farre?"

The king opened his eyes and glanced at the girl with a faint smile. He noticed Farra's beautiful appearance with her plain face and long, beautiful hair.

"Come here" said the King, patting an empty spot beside his body.

"But, Mr--"

"Don't fuck!" he said while twitching his head that felt swirling.

Actually Farra was hesitant. She was afraid that Miss Vania would get angry if she saw herself sitting next to the Lord King, let alone in such a close position. Slowly Farra climbed up the King's bed and sat beside him with her head bowed.

"Do you know why I called you here?" asked the King who was still lying with a paled face looking at the girl.

"Master wants me to serve you again?" sahut Farra's.

The king chuckled softly while holding his head. As he laughed, the pain grew.

"What's on my mind is just that?! Don't do that, just lift my body, I can't!" upset King.

Slowly Farra raised her head and looked at the pitiful looking King. Farra wanted to laugh in satisfaction at seeing the evil man tormented. Unfortunately, he did not dare to do so. He still remembered the fate of his sister who depended on the man.

"Come here, bring your face to me!" tell the King again.

Farra was hesitant but because the King's face was not friendly, he rushed to follow his orders.

Slowly Farra brought his face closer to the King, until it was very close. The man smelled Farra's lips and wanted something that the girl had just eaten.

"What did you just eat?" ask at a very close distance.

Farra raised her head and returned to her original position. "Ehm .. cake, sir."

"I want to, give it to me!" her word.

"But .. it's my own cake, sir. And the cake is in my room" said Farra hesitatingly.

"Call the waiter and command me to take the cake because I want to eat it" he said indifferently.

"Aren't you afraid of poisoning? It's not that you never want to touch let alone taste the food and drinks I make" Farra replied.

The king closed his eyes tightly while saying firmly. "Who's the Boss here?"

"Sir" said Farra with trembling lips.

"From that, follow my orders!" continued.

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