40 | Party Preparations

Jamila walked to the women that sat together in the common area. By their coloring, she knew that Tequila, the mother of Uthman's son was there. And also, there was a younger one. She had learnt from her time at the Palace that Amir was interested in her. Tequila's sister, her name was Dream. Jamila could not even understand why their names were so odd, they did not seem like names that normal people answered. It was good that she did not name the Prince with some of all those odd names.

Jamila smiled as she walled towards them and they stood up. She could hear the younger white girl gasp in surprise.

Jamila glowed because she knew the exact reason she gasped. She was clearly in awe of her beauty.

"My Queen," the two maids said and they bowed to her. Her threat had certainly gone round. Jamila smiled and looked at them.

"Why thank you," Jamila said to them.

"So your mistress is no longer the Queen, how sad," Jamila said and she touched the hair of one of the maids, and then she looked