Contract With The Alpha King by Brey Mitchylle

Chapter 94

"It's

finally

y time." Fiona mumbled inwardly.

As the morning sun cast a warm glow over the village, Fiona stood at the center., surrounded by villagers with

gratitude in their eyes, Jaren Tyree, the village chief, stepped forward, his hands clasped respectfully. Tady Fiona,

Prince Elijah," he began. "We owe you more than we can say. Thank you for everything you've done here, for the

healing, and for uncovering the poison that harmed our people."

Fiona inclined her head, a soft smile on her face. "I'm only doing what | cto do, Chief Jaren, she replied. "It's

the least anyone would do in my place.

Around them, the villagers began voicing their thanks one by one, voices rising from the crowd.

"Thank you, Lady Fiona!" a woman called out, her child held close beside her.

"Thank you for healing my husband," another shouted, his hands raised in gratitude.

"You saved us, Lady Fiona!"

"Thank you, Prince Elijah, for protecting her!"

One by one,

the villagers offered small gifts-bundles of herbs, handwoven fabrics, even small carved trinkets made by

children. Fiona accepted. each one graciously, nodding to each person who approached. She didn't refuse any of

their offerings, treating each item as if it were as precious as

As the crowd finally quieted Fiona gave a last nod to Jaren and took a deep breath, making her way toward the

carriage waiting nearby. Just before stepping inside, she caught sight of Lady Carissa, Rio, and the envoys

standing at a distance, observing the scene. Their expressions varied- Carissa's unreadable, the envoys wary,

and frowning slightly.

Fiona didn't linger on them. She climbed into the carriage with a calm step, finding her seat as Elijah followed

closely behind, pulling the door shut behind him. The crowd gave a final cheer of thanks, and with a gentle jolt,

the carriage started to move forward, carrying Fiona and Elijah toward the next village

"Preposterous!" hissed. "Did y

you see

what she just did?

d? How could she leavej

ve just like that?"

"Rio, calm down. Lady Fiona is only doing what she's supposed to do, and that is to heal the people, Carissa was

quick to say. She smiled at her friend. "Let her do her job."

"But Lady Carissa-"

Rio's words were halted when Carissa shook her head.

However, one of the envoys suddenly said, "He is right, Lady Carissa. You are an esteemed member of your

house. The least she could have done was offer you a seat in that carriage. The speaker was none other than

Envoy Aedric

Envoy Marck stepped forward, nodding in agreement with Aedric. "Envoy Aedric has a point, Lady Carissa. House

Calyrre holds great respect and influence. Lady Fiona's actions seem dismissive toward you and your family. A

simple gesture, like inviting you to join her, would have shown. respect to your contributions here:

Envoy Calis chimed in, his expression thoughtful "Given the supplies you've provided and your active role in

supporting the villagers, Lady Fiona's actions are hardly bring for someone in her position.

Carisa held up her land, smiling politely as slae addressed them. "It's fine, truly, Lady Fiona has her own

responsibilities, and | have mine. I'm here to support her efforts, not to compete for allection."

Kio's mouth tightened, frustration flashing across his face, but Carissa continued before he could object. She

turned to her maids, giving a gentle nod "Prepare my carriage. We'll leave for the next camp shortly."

As her maids hurried to arrange her transport, clenched his fists, his

toward the remaining villagers gathered in the clearing He spotted Chickening. Without waiting for further

objections, he marched

"Clark Jaren sand, cathing his attention. "Could we speak in private?"

who was talking to a few others, and approached him with a

Jaren glanced at him with mild surprise, then nodded, gesturing toward his modest hnearly. "Certainly, Sir

Rio. Follow me

Once inside, Jaren settled into a chair, his young daughter, Nenita, on his laps, watching His with wide, curious

eyes, Jaren nodded toward Rio, waiting for him to sprak.

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"What seems to be the issue?" Jaren asked, his tone even as he looked at the younger man.

straightened, his eyes flicking briefly to Nenita before focusing on Jaren. "It's about Lady Fiona,"

Jaren raised an eyebrow. "Go on."

Rio's posture stiffened as he continued. "With all due respect, Chief Jaren, | can't help but feel that Lady Fiona's

approach here doesn't sit right. She accepted everyone's gratitude, yet completely overlooked Lady Carissa, who

has been a key figure in providing supplies and organizing aid for the villagers." Jaren tilted his head, his

expression remaining neutral as he listened.

"Lady Carissa's family has contributed greatly to this region, and yet Lady Fiona acted as if her efforts didn't

matter. It's disrespectful to Lady Carissa and to the Calyrre name," added

Jaren nodded slowly, glancing down at Nenita as she leaned against him, listening intently. He shifted her

slightly, thinking over Rio's words.

"I understand your concern, Sir Rio," he replied after a pause. "But Lady Fiona has been focused on healing and

protecting these people. Perhaps her actions weren't meant as an insult."

Rio's face hardened. "Chief Jaren, intentions aside, appearances matter. When a person in Lady Fiona's position

disregards someone like Lady Carissa, it sends a message to everyone. People start to believe she's the only one

working for their welfare, ignoring the contributions of others who stand by her."

Jaren held Rio's gaze, his expression calm. "Perhaps you're right, Sir Rio. Appearances do hold weight. But Lady

Fiona's actions have inspired here. The villagers see her as someone willing to step down from her position to

help them directly. That matters to these people."

"That may be, Chief, but respect is earned through acknowledgment of everyone's efforts." Rio's frown

deepened. "Lady Carissa deserves that acknowledgment, and Lady Fiona's dismissiveness undermines her."

This time, however, the Chief frowned. Then, Sir Rio, may 1 ask where was Lady Carissa when Lady Fiona started

doing what she's doing? When she first went to the previous village and almost fainted while healing people.

Where was Lady Carissa?" 1- frowned, not understanding the old man's point. "That is not the issue. Why

would you ask about this matter? The issue is-

Chief Jaren's voice was warm, almost gentle, but his words held an edge that left little doubt about his true

feelings. "The villagers are wary. Sir Rio. They've seen many cand go, often with promises and gifts. But

they trust those who are willing to stand beside them, even when they have little to give. This village was

managed, somehow, long before Lady Carissa or the Council Envoys decided to take an interest. We don't have

much. but we know how to work hard, protect our own, and keep our families fed. A donation now and then

doesn't change that."

blinked, a flicker of confusion crossing his face, but Jaren continued with a calm smile that didn't quite reach

his eyes. "Healing, however, is different. Lady Fiona gave us more than supplies-she offered us a chance at

better health and a better future. That's not something that comes bundled in a sack of goods."

He paused, as if gathering his words carefully, before adding, "Forgiveif | sound ungrateful, but if Lady

Carissa and the others are here hoping to be honored for their contributions, perhaps they'd find the palace a

better place for such recognition. Out here, we tend to save our applause for those who truly share our burdens"