The day of the ball was there and Tequila was ready, yet she was nervous. She had the perfect dress and Uthman, her son, would be with Aliyah and Aisha for the night. Tequila would attend the ball with Dream and Uthman, the King, and then he would call of their wedding. Tequila did not tell anyone about her plan with Uthman as per his request, but she was feeling very odd, weird. This is what you want Tequila. You do not want to be Queen. Tequila chided herself, but yet she felt like she would lose something precious when Uthman, the King, would call off the marriage.“You look absolutely beautiful,” Aisha said. They were done with her makeup and it was time for the ball already.“Thank you,” Tequila said shyly as she looked at herself in the mirror, she really did look beautiful, her hair had been straightened and it fell over her shoulders with a new shine. Her eyes were lined and so it popped up, her lips were blood red and her hands and feet were decorated with henna. Her ears we

Jamila knew that the time was right and things just fell into places for her. When she heard that the King had a new found son, she was pissed. It meant that her plans would be backtracked and then when she heard that the son came with a mother from the USA, she was even angrier. She could not believe that Uthman had thrown her out because of that. When he came to her father's kingdom, she tried to talk to him, to make him understand, what happened was a mistake, it was just that Amir had been so handsome and it was hard to let him go, she did not expect that Uthman would be so angry about something as trivial as that. But he had, and so she apologized when he came, and somethings had happened, she wanted to show her face when she found out, but then there was another child in the palace, and older one, she could not.But now things had changed the wedding had been called off she and her baby had a chance.Jamila smiled as she walked into the palace. The jewelry on her body clinked as

"You said what Jamila?" Her father asked. His face was red with anger. It was exactly what she wanted. Jamila schooled her expression to one of sadness."He asked me to leave after I told him that I was carrying his child. He implied that the child was someone else's, he did not believe him," Jamila said to her father. That at least, was the truth."He did what?" Her father shouted and jumped up from his throne. The guards around him gathered and they tried to calm him down."He is definitely going down for this. There is no way that anyone would hurt my precious daughter and get away with it," Her father shouted and Jamila panicked for a moment. She did not want her father to hurt Uthman, what she wanted was something else. She wanted to be with him."No Papa, I do not want you to hurt the father of my child, I want to marry him," Jamila said, placing a hand on her stomach. Her father looked at her as though he could not figure her out and then he calmed down."Why did you not tell m

"We are all going to have dinner together? That is nice," Dream said and Tequila nodded. It was nice indeed."Well then, you need to get ready now, so that we won't be late. One would wonder if they didn't have dinner to together in the house. For the period that she had stayed there, they never once had a family dinner."I heard it was the Queen dowager that requested it. Is she nice? You know I haven't seen her before," Dream asked and Tequila nodded as she remembered the woman that was Uthman's mother. She was very nice and receptive towards Tequila. She has thought at first that the women was too nice and was trying to cover up for something else, but she later acknowledged that she was just a nice person."She is very nice actually. She treated me like I belonged in the palace," Tequila told her and Dream nodded."I should wear this cream dress, Amir would like it very much," Dream said and picked up a dress from the hanger and Tequila rolled her eyes. To think that her sister wa

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