Royalty Gone Bad
"You're seventeen, right?"
"I turned 19 three months ago," she replied, plainly.
"Excuse my mistake. Tell my father I'll be down in few. And send someone to clean this room up. It's a mess."
"Yes, my prince."
"Now move along," I waved her away. When she was gone, I went straight to the bathroom.
Saïda's POV:
"Now move along," I mimicked with a scowl on my face. "Such a Billy goat."
I rushed down the stairs and to the dining room where I told the sultan and his wife that Asahd would soon join them. Immediately after, I went to the gardens to join the Maids and servants of my age group.
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