Masoma’s words washed over me, over and again.Amira, under your watch, no harm comes to the King”I paused my movement slowly, staring at Jonathan who was motionless on the bed. His face was pale from his constant loss of blood and I couldn't imagine the sneer or scowl that he usually wore. On the bed with his eyes closed, he couldn't maliciously call me princess or strangle me or make life hell for me. Memories flooded my head as I kept staring at him while my face remained blank. He was harmless just like this on the bed and if I just stopped cleaning up his blood or stopped trying to stop his bleeding, he would most likely die; like I always wanted to.It was a case of reversed situations. This time around, I had the upper hand and he was the one who needed my help to live. The feeling courses through me and a small chuckle escapes my lips. I folded my hands as I kept staring at his unloving body, the blood had dyed the bed red and it wasn't stopping anytime soon. “Should I le
I didn’t think that I would have to watch Jonathan seriously like Masoma had claimed but the time soon came and it was even harder than I thought. Grinding herbs and applying them to his stabs every two hours was the easy part. I took liberty and asked some of the guards to help me with grinding and they gladly did and my only major job was to apply the herbs.It was tough to just stare at Jonathan without being able to kill him but then I had given Masoma my word that no harm would come to him. Just because they all saw that I was working tirelessly to save their king, the way the guards treated me was slightly better. And then like Masoma had said, his temperature did start to rise.I had to get warm basin’s of water and using a cloth to rub all over his body, over and over again but for some reason, the cloth and the water were the ones getting hot and soon the guards were running in and out with numerous clothes and basins of water while I tried hard to lower his temperature. Inste
THIRD PERSON’S POVMasoma hurried into the room dropping off her box of needles as soon as she saw that Jonathan was awake.“Thank goodness” she muttered as she moved towards him to examine him but Jonathan was in a foul mood but she didn’t care. Being in a foul mood was his default setting and she was too worried about his health to be worried about why he was in a foul mood.“You are fine now. I need to concoct more potions for you and watch what you eat, you need to replenish your blood back” Masoma finally spoke and Jonathan glanced at her, sighing softly.“Thank you” he said softly and Masoma scoffed.“Don’t thank me Your Highness, what you did was risky” Masoma replied, “I know you love your people and your soldiers? Even more, I know and I know it so well but jumping in like that to save them at the expense of your own life is what I will not subscribe to” she added.“Was I supposed to just watch?” Jonathan questioned with an edge in his voice and Masoma shook her head.“No. I
AMIRA’S POVI didn’t know when I slept off or how I slept off. All I knew was that I had cried for a reasonable amount of time before I slowly drifted to sleep. All Serena had done was pet me and ask me to stop crying but there was no way I could.Jonathan’s words, his sneering and angry gaze at me still felt directed to me even if he was no longer in front of me. His words had infiltrated into my soft tissues, even though I thought and believed that I had built enough walls to protect myself. Apparently, I was wrong, very wrong.I was so wrong, that no matter how strong the walls were, Jonathan could easily break them down with a look and I hated it. I wonder how all of the guards would look at me from now henceforth. I had tried my best to save the king but in return, he had given me even a harsher experience, it was tough not to imagine maybe their scoffing looks or maybe their pitiful looks and the truth was that I wanted none of them. I didn’t want the pitiful looks or the scoffi
“You can’t keep avoiding the king you know” Serena muttered as soon as we had stepped into the room. I glanced at her and chuckled, “Aren’t you doing just fine?” I asked and Serena laughed, shaking her head.“Of course I am but you are not going to avoid him forever. It’s been two weeks” Serena replied and I shrugged my shoulders, “We can go on like this” I replied as I climbed into my bed.“But you said for a while” Serena interjected and I swallowed, crossing my legs beneath me and adjusting my posture so that I would be facing Serena.“Do you want to exchange that badly?” I asked her, my voice getting smaller and Serena shook her head, “He didn’t know. Kareem told me he didn’t know” she replied and I pulled my eyebrows back in surprise.“Kareem? Are you talking about Commander Kareem?” I asked and Serena’s lips parted as she immediately turned her, coughing while an amused smile crawled up my lips.“I didn’t know you two were on a first name basis” I continued and Serena turned to
Finding out that Serena had a crush on Kareem was the most exciting thing that ever happened to me since I came to the Berg kingdom. I also didn’t think that Serena would subtly admit that she indeed had a crush on Kareem. Kareem was good looking, except that there were all bastards, most men in the Berg kingdom were good looking and muscular and fine looking but there was no way on earth I was going to describe my enemies and people who made life hard for me as handsome or good looking. I just couldn’t explain how I had become so excited just at the sound or the thought of it. I had imagined so much over the night, in two thousand ways how Kareem and Serena would end up, with kids, with a lovely son, and how Kareem would defend his love when people questioned him and all sorts. It wasn’t a surprise that I was already over the moon, imagining all sorts of things. I was always a lover girl, the girl who had her head in her books and stories. There was no romance novel or romance stor
I cleaned the room in silence while Jonathan just laid on the bed, his eyes closed. I had no idea of what he was thinking or doing but I could care less. I was still reeling from the fact that Jonathan had thanked me, thanked me in a way that wasn’t repulsive. He hadn’t sounded sarcastic like he always used to. He sounded genuinely grateful and that was enough to make my day.I finished cleaning and I realized that Jonathan was still lying down on the bed. I didn’t know whether he had fallen asleep or if he was just meditating. I stared at his face, his soft and clear skin.Jonathan would always look good, I told myself. Whether he hated me or not, the slight arc of lips and his bridged nose that stood prideful, his brows were full and for a man, Jonathan did have really long lashes that was very noticeable. His bandaged arm was resting beside him quietly while the other one was thrown mercilessly underneath his head.He looked almost peaceful, almost perfect, almost ordinary but I kn
I didn’t know how but all of a sudden it became my responsibility to start cleaning Jonathan’s room and changing his bandages. The second day I got there to clean, he hadn’t even bothered trying and just sat down there and the moment I walked into the room, he simply stared at me and in all my shock told me, I need help. I was flustered and shocked and it made me laugh but I still bent down and helped him anyway.It was surprising seeing all the new side of Jonatahn, a side that he only showed his people, people he didn’t hate which unfortunately I wasn’t part of.One week after cleaning Jnathan’s room and changing his bandages, we had started engaging in small talk much to my surprise. Jonathan still had not gotten rid of his sarcasm towards me but his sarcasm this time around was no longer spiteful or infused with hatred like before, his sarcasm was starting to be more like he needed to keep up appearances which was funny but I was sure of one fact, just because he allowed me to cle
“I was shocked as well when he requested to see me and then he told me a story about a young boy who had been in love with someone all his life, he watched her grow up into someone he even fell in love more and I was getting honestly invested curious where the conversation was going and then he told me that the boy was him and the girl was Masoma” Jonathan said and Amira’s eyes widened.“SO they had met several times before?” she asked and Jonathan nodded her head.“But since Masoma can’t remember, I guess she has forgotten” Jonathan replied and Amira laughed.“He’s a strong man, he’s trustworthy” she replied and Jonathan nodded.“I sent it to his father the very next day and then we talked. He's like her since he was 15 and his mother had a lot of things to say about him and the way he followed her” Jonathan continued and Amira laughed.‘So we can say that he has been waiting for her?” she asked and Jonathan nodded.“Yes. H’es quite patient you know” Jonathan replied and Amira hummed
“I was shocked as well when he requested to see me and then he told me a story about a young boy who had been in love with someone all his life, he watched her grow up into someone he even fell in love more and I was getting honestly invested curious where the conversation was going and then he told me that the boy was him and the girl was Masoma” Jonathan said and Amira’s eyes widened.“SO they had met several times before?” she asked and Jonathan nodded her head.“But since Masoma can’t remember, I guess she has forgotten” Jonathan replied and Amira laughed.“He’s a strong man, he’s trustworthy” she replied and Jonathan nodded.“I sent it to his father the very next day and then we talked. He's like her since he was 15 and his mother had a lot of things to say about him and the way he followed her” Jonathan continued and Amira laughed.‘So we can say that he has been waiting for her?” she asked and Jonathan nodded.“Yes. H’es quite patient you know” Jonathan replied and Amira hummed
Night had fallen before any of the women in the room decided it was time to go back to their houses. They slowly walked out of the room talking and laughing, their voices filling the ears of everyone around while the rest of them looked on with both respect and healthy envy.“So have you decided how you are going to host the bouquet?” Masoma asked and Amira shrugged.“Well I have no idea yet but we never can tell” she replied rubbing her chin.The Berg kingdom had a lot of traditions, traditions that Amira wanted to bring back, there was an upcoming bouquet where everyone in the kingdom would eat together, dance and laugh together. It was more of aftering bonding kind of festival and event and it was always richly enjoyed and Amira wasn’t about to stop that anything soon but planning it had been proving a little bit hard for her as she wanted to try something different.“You know we’ll always be available to help,” Serena said and Amira smiled.“Yeah, like I would forget that” she rep
Masooma frowned as she slowly dubbed the wound in front of her with care. She had spent a really long time trying to stop the incessant bleeding. The man in front of her had a frown on his face and even though he wasn’t saying anything, his face told her that he was showing great restraint and she knew because she had opted for an herb that stung the blood cells but was the fastest way to stop the bleeding and make it heal.“Can you be more careful?” he finally spoke and Masoma turned to him with a frown.“Careful?” she barked at him, “More like you are the one who needs to be careful because how do you use your sword to very conveniently slice yourself? Weren’t you looking?” she barked back at him and he stared at her speecles.s'I injured myself and you are blaming me?’ he questioned and Masoma was the one who was now speechless. She dropped the herbs in her hands and glared at him.“Who asked me to be careful?” she yelled at him, suddenly irritated.“You injure yourself and you wit
THIRD POVKareem’s hand slowly slid away from the door and he turned to see that the Queen was right, Serena was standing right behind her, based on how she was looking, she had obviously been tricked there as well.“Kareem” she whispered and ehr voice carried so much pain and hurt that it almost made Kareem crumble.Amira’s words echoed in his head and he didn’t know what to do. What happened between the two of them was something that no one had seen coming, it was something that neither of them could control. It had been over four months since he found out Serena's true identity and he still couldn’t wrap his head around it. Not that she deceived him, contrary to what everyone and including her believed he was way past that.He could see clearly that she didn’t look good, her voice was so small, so quiet that he could barely hear it. He knew that his actions had also hurt her and on the spot he regretted it. He had been avoiding her, refused to speak to her or even do anything with
AMIRA’S POV“Is it ready?” I asked and Elora nodded her head.“Ready my queen” she replied and I smiled mischievously.“They have to settle whatever is wrong today” I said and Elora shook her head.“Hopefully it doesn’t backfire” she commented and I snorted.“More than anything what they both need is this. He needs to listen to her, that’s how they get past what happened” I responded.Holding a crying Serena in my arms two days ago that totally broke my heart. I knew she was hurt and I also knew that Kareem was hurt and I also knew that they loved each other. I had caught Kareem throwing a few glances at Serena in the throne room during meetings each time she wasn’t looking so I knew that he didn’t hate or despise her, he was just angry and maybe there was some other emotions for him but that exactly wasn’t my business, the both of them could sort it out themselves.Serena had been a support and pillar for me, while I was a slave, in my earliest days here as a girl who loved and as Jo
THIRD POVSerena closed her eyes as Julianna kept fanning her. She was tired, metally, physically and emotionally. There were a lot of things happening with her but the most important was Kareem’s obstinate decision not to speak to her unless he had no other choice and all of her efforts had proved abortive.She didn’t think that hiding her identity from him would cause something like this and would make him so angry. It wasn’t her choice to keep or hid her identity is secret, It was something that was very important to her, it was for her safety, for the safety of Jonathan so that no one would think she was trying to usurp the throne, she was also trying to protect herself, she just didn’t know that this was what was going to happen. She had thought several times about how she was going to tell him but the time was never right and besuche f what happened to Amira, she had to come out and show her true identity and surprisingly, Amira hadn’t even bothered to hold it against her, it h
I left the Zadok kingdom with the greatest fanfare anyone could leave with. Everyone was both excited and elated to see me go, it was such a beautiful sight and by the time the carriages were rolling out from the gates of the Zadok, I had tears in my eyes and Jonathan merely held my hand tightly and tighter.“You can always come back whenever you want” he said softly and I nodded my head softly. It is very comforting to hear people tell me that I could always come back. It had been a long time since I left home but luckily for me I experienced how it felt for home to be called home. It was a sweet feeling and I loved it but luckily for me, I have more than one place to call home.I used to think that whenever I got married, I wouldn’t cry when leaving Zadok, that my parents wouldn’t cry or even be bothered but I saw my mother’s red eyes as I left, I knew her status was the only reason why she was trying her best to hold her composure and I didn’t blame her, deep down we both knew the
I was now a married woman.The feeling was too much and I just couldn’t help but keep smiling, my smile was about to tear my mouth to the back. The wedding lasted till late in the night where I and Jonathan danced so hard and we retired to our beds in the early hours of the morning. I snuggled into Jonathan’s arms as we slept as husband and wife. It was beyond my imagination, the excitement I was feeling as Jonathan’s wife.By the next morning, we were done packaging and we were about to leave. I walked back to my room to stare at the place I had lived for so many years. I didn’t know how hot it would feel to leave. Of course I knew that Zadok would always be home but leaving in this way made it look as though I wouldn’t be coming back anytime soon and it made me laugh. The Zadok kingdom held a lot of memories for me and I was going to leave those memories behind. Luckily for me, the last few months I had lived in Zadok were full of happy memories and my terrible and worse memories w