All Chapters of Fierce Betrothed: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60
60 Chapters
The Bear
The Bear Year of the RosesFloral SeasonThe HighlandsAltsas Kyan HER SHALLOW BREATHING is the first thing I hear when I wake up. I blink my eyes trying to get rid of the blurs until my vision clears and the vivid scene of the clearing is what I see. I crawl out trying as much as possible not to disturb her, once out of the pathetic excuse for a tent I built (which I'm now ashamed off after seeing it in morning light) I stretch and yawn. My eyes dart to the charcoals and dead embers on the ground — the remains of the fire. The whole forest is awake; the beautiful songs of birds fills the air like a band of musicians.  My stomach growls and I remember the berrie
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The Promise and the Hurricane
The Promise and the Hurricane Year of the RosesFloral SeasonThe HighlandsAltsas Isla  WHEN THE SUN SITS high up in the sky and the fullness in my stomach I got from eating the rabbit dissipates, I lose my patience and turn to Kyan who is lying face up on the ground. "I want to have a bath." I jump up from my favourite spot under the tree. I grab my bag and start tramping through trees, leaving footprints in the soft earth and scaring of birds from their perches as I go.  Kyan's heavy footsteps follows closely behind, he doesn't say anything but follows humbly which I'm utterly surprised at. When I stop confused on which path to take, he drapes his arm around my waist making me flinch and he steers me to the right path
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The Run
The Run Year of the RosesFloral SeasonBynin VillageAltsas Isla I'M STARVING and tired. I've been riding since yesternight and sunset is near. I can already see the tease of light at the horizon. Lady Gin-Gin whines softly probably as hungry and as tired as I am. I do my best to ignore her. Our pace has slowed down greatly and now, we are trotting down and unfamiliar road. But I have hope because at a distance, I can see a small flicker of light. I'm approaching a village and that gives me hope so I go on. No matter how hard my belly groans or how heavy my eyelids are or how painfully my heart aches, I'll continue. And if Lady Gin-Gin decides to stop, I'll walk. I see ad
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The Reunion
The Reunion Year of the RosesFloral SeasonBynin VillageAltsas Isla THE WORLD FREEZES. I'm consumed by something strong, something strange. It's happiness. It's shock. It's tension. It's tears. And I start to cry. I cry so hard it comes out in choking gasps. The woman appears at my side instantly and rubs my shoulders, concern mares her face. "What's the matter? Did you know her?" I nod, my face is dredged by the salty waterfall from my stinging eyes. "Mavli... Is my sister." The woman gasps, her hand flies to her mouth. "It's you. She mentioned looking for you!" 
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The Girl
The Girl Year of the RosesFloral SeasonThe throne roomAltsas Kyan  MY FATHER'S EYES grows dark with ire. A large vein throbs frantically at his temple, his large hands form fists on the arms of the throne and he snarls bestially. Lyza chokes a sob, large tears pooling in her eyes. My mother doesn't say a word, she is the most collected of us. My Aunt and Rakar pace up and down the throne room. It is Rakar that breaks the silence with a growl. "That harlot left you? You let that harlot escape?" He walks towards me with a glare, "I don't believe that you let a mere woman outsmart you!" He yells pointing a finger at me. I'm not angry, not at all. I'm heartbroken, for
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The Arrow
The Arrow Year of the RosesFloral SeasonRoad to KintilRoad to Kintil Mavli THE SUN HAS RISEN. We are almost there.  Almost. We have been riding all night and day. The sun rays are peering through the clouds and threatening to end the cover of night, we dismount the horses and trot side by side with them. The smell of livestock and vegetables is over powering as we enter the Altsas market. Even if it is so early in the morning, the market is already as bustling as a bee hive. We have to elbow, duck and push our way through. My stomach churns loudly when my eyes dart to a stall of a fruit seller; the pyramid
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The Return
 The Return Year of the RosesFloral SeasonThe MarketKintil Isla  IT'S BEEN HOURS. It's been hours since we laid Nadhat to rest among the reeds but still Mavli hasn't said a single word. I'm afraid for her but I know better than to say anything that might upset her more. Let her grieve, she deserves some time to grieve. Our mares trot carefully into the extensive land that was once our market. I take in all the destruction, the broken and burnt stalls. And far away,,I see a rotting corpse, I shut my eyes and turn away not wanting to see another body having seen Nadhat's. Nadhat.
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The End
The End Year of the RosesFloral SeasonThe HutKintil Isla I'M OUTSIDE WITH MOTHER and Mavli plucking pumpkin leaves for soup when a deafening thumping of hooves against the Earth is heard. Frightened, we rush inside and hide only peeping out through the windows. "It could be them again!" Mavli's lower lip starts to quaver. Mother's lips move wordlessly with silent prayer.  Carriages come in view, hundreds of them. Some of the carriages speed by and some stop near our hut. Valri is bleating with fright outside, Mother is whimpering with tears and Mavli clutches my arm, her nails digging into my flesh.
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The Sound Of The Wind
The Sound of the Wind Year of the RosesFloral SeasonThe HighlandsAltsas Kyan  IT'S BEEN A WEEK since my marriage to the woman of my dreams. To the woman who's thoughts move the Earth. A whole week was kept aside for the wedding feast before I was permitted to take my bride away on the honeymoon. Now, I sit under our favourite tree weaving a flower crown for my bride. The cold pendant, a gift from Isla which also happens to be the heirloom of her family is pressed to my chest underneath my shirt on a gold chain. Osar flashes me a wide grin. "I have finished, Kyan. Let's see how Lyza will like it." It wasn't
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Epilogue: The Sun
 EPILOGUE: THE SUN Year of the BougainvilleaFrigid SeasonThe PalaceAltsas Isla  I AM SO EXCITED. Today, I'm expecting mother and father's visit as well as Mavli's. It's been ages since I saw them.  Throwing off my blanket, I jump off the bed and to my feet. A shiver runs down my spine the second my feet touches the cold ground. I slip my feet into slippers and huff out a breath which floats as a thick cloud of fog in front of my face.  I'm not surprised to see that Kyan isn't on the bed, he has always been an early riser. I'm sure he is already getting the orchard ready for my parents' arrival breakfast.
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