Anger burst forth from Roksolana's heart itself. What had she done to deserve such ill-treatment from the sultan? All she had done was looked out for the ungrateful man by warning him about his mistress plan. Why had she even bothered in the first place? The man deserves whatever trouble he got from that vicious woman. In fact, they deserve each other given their characters. She should have left him in the trouble, after all, he killed her entire family.
Roksolana stayed calmly as the guards tied her to a standing board with ropes. She didn't have the energy to argue with them, knowing that they would carry out the order in one way or another. Besides, it wasn't their fault and she didn't want any more people to get into trouble with the Sultan because of her. Then, arguing means losing whatever little strength she had left. And if she had heard correctly, the Sultan had instructed them not t
She patted the cheek of the first man but there was no response. She did the same to the other two, she didn't get any response from them either. Who could have done such a thing? Roksolana blamed herself for leaving them in such a vulnerable state. If she hadn't tied them up, they might have been able to defend themselves. She placed her ears on each of their chests, she was relieved when she heard faint breathing from each of them.As she looked at the unconscious men, she wondered what was going on. First, she got attacked by an assassin while at the Sultan's house. Now, the royal guards got attacked at the place where she was supposed to be punished. What were the chances that she was the target and not the Sultan? If she looked at it correctly now, the intruder back at the Sultan's house didn't have any reason to attack her when he saw she wasn't the Sultan. The man would have killed her
The sword dropped with a large clang to the floor. Shocked, Roksolana quickly got up and faced the owner of the voice. She saw Jamal looking at her like he could run a sword through her without any remorse. She knew that nothing she said would make him change his mind. She wouldn't either if she had met him in such a situation. But, she still had to try to convince him."I know what it looks like, but I didn't do it," Roksolana told him."Okay. So, who did it? Why were you spared, but they weren't?" Jamal asked her in a cynical tone.He looked too formidable to Roksolana at that moment. She didn't know how to explain without letting him know that she had run away first. She also didn't want him to find out she had just gone to Lady Miriam's house without his permission. But
Roksolana looked up to see Lady Miriam looking at her with a smug look on her face. Roksolana stared at her, gauging her reactions. Had Lady Miriam found out that she told the Sultan about her and her lover? The Sultan must have told her about it. Was that why she had been so happy to see Roksolana tied to some board and getting roasted by the sun like a sacrificial lamb?"This is what happens when you make the Sultan's favorite mistress angry at you. Next time I ask you to fetch me a meal, you will do it right," Miriam told her.Roksolana heaved a sigh of relief. Lady Miriam didn't know anything about what she and the Sultan talked about. The woman was merely angry with Roksolana over her late meal. She watched as Lady Miriam climbed up to the board, standing in front of her. Miriam lowered her head to Roksolana's ear, then whispere
Jamal shouted at the men replacing the furniture to hurry up. He was angry and their sluggishness wasn't making him better. Sodeeq had had some of the men replace the damaged floorboards already and the maids had cleaned up the room.Sodeeq had asked him severally what had happened to him, but Jamal had refused to tell the man that a woman had damaged his home to such an extent. He knew his friend would laugh at him and his predicament. When Sodeeq wouldn't let go of the matter, he had told the man to go and that he would take over the furniture changing.Jamal had also warned all the guards on duty the previous night including the two guards he had punished not to mention anything about the incident to anyone. He had even gone as far as threatening to kill anyone who said anything. Jamal was still barking orders at the m
Roksolana watched as the black man knocked the other guard out too, before carrying him back to the fire ground. As the black man bent over to drop the man on his shoulder, Roksolana gasped. It couldn't be. Her mind was playing a cruel game on her. Because a dead man couldn't be alive. She watched as the man turned to her and walked towards her dark side, stopping when he got to her. She couldn't see his face in the dark anymore, but she was no longer afraid of who it was. Perhaps, the pain had made her numbed. She felt a hand gently touching her cheek and shivered at the sudden warmth of it."Sorry I'm late, my lady." The man spoke and Roksolana gasped again."Asleem." She said, her voice barely a whisper just before she fainted.Asleem looked at the woman in front of him a
Jamal stood by the entrance of the room, watching as the royal physician fed Roksolana some herbal medicine with a spoon. She had remained unconscious for three days and he was beginning to get really worried about her, but the doctor had assured him that it was due to the medicine doing its work.The only thing that had made him stay calm was the fact that she was no longer coughing and her temperature had returned to normal. Her wounds were healing nicely too and she seemed to be breathing well. She had also stopped muttering in her sleep.When Jamal had first heard her mutter a man's name, he had been furious. But then, she had mentioned two other names and he had realized she must have been calling for her family. He felt guilty about that knowing that he could have alleviated her worries about her family but he had chosen
Roksolana woke up feeling disoriented. The light in the room felt like it could blind her and she closed it back, opening them slowly to adjust her eyes.When she was finally able to focus, she looked around at her surroundings. The room she was in seemed strange to her but she also felt like she had been in here before. How had she gotten to a room anyway? The last thing she remembered was her still tied to the board and a man standing close to her, looking at her with pity and shame in his eyes. Roksolana felt the man was familiar, she shook her head trying to remember what the man looked like. She gasped loudly and sat up straight in bed. The sudden movement made her head throb and she fell back to the bed."Asleem." She said, a single tear sliding down her face.Ja
Roksolana regretted not eating first before she opened her mouth to decline the Sultan's offer. She felt so hungry and even her stomach protested by grumbling.When they arrived at the kitchen, the guards dumped her in the hands of the kitchen head and disappeared without a word. She figured that they must have done that a lot of times that no explanation was needed between them anymore.Roksolana stood still as the woman examined her from head to toe and prayed that she wouldn't deem her unfit for the job. True, she doesn't know how to cook or do anything in the kitchen but she was willing to learn rather than going back to Lady Miriam or the Sultan. She sighed out loud when the woman smiled at her."It's late already. Go and clean up, then get something to eat.
Jamal released his hold on her and he looked into her eyes intently."I believe you, Dawn. I agreed that I might not have believed you at first but that was because you were so full of vengeance that I couldn't trust you. If you had told me about what you learned later, I would have believed you completely without a doubt," he explained to her."I'm sorry I didn't tell you, Sultan," she apologized too."I think I like it better when you call me Jamal," he told her."Or you mean you like it better when I yelled your name?" she asked and chuckled.He chuckled too and held her hair to play with them.
As Jamal kept running with an unconscious Roksolana in his arms, he kept praying to Allah that she had merely fainted because of either fright or how she had witnessed the death of her captor and not because Aamil had done something wrong to her before his arrival at the scene. When he heard Roksolana whimpering a little as he kept running, he slowed down in his run.He still blamed himself for the torture she went through. If he had noticed that she was missing all those times that she had been gone, then he would have looked for her everywhere. If he had listened to her and reasons about why she kept asking those weird questions about Sodeeq, then he would have guessed that something was fishy somewhere. If he had searched for her a little harder all through the night, then he might have been able to find her a lot sooner than he did.And to think that he wanted to turn away from the building because he had been suspecting the wrong person makes him want to s
Jamal took a step backward when he heard the name that the man had used. There was only one person who called him such a name in the entire sultanate. From what he also knew of the person, he was already dead. How possible was it for a dead person to be alive again? When Jamal looked at the man again, he saw his eyes flashing fire and dagger at him."But…" Jamal started but couldn't find a way to express his thoughts.He could remember that day quite well. Jamal and his brother, along with their mother, and Sodeeq and Sodeeq's brother had all gone into the building to play hide and seek. Aamil, Sodeeq's brother, had been the one seeking while the rest had gone into hiding. Jamal and Sodeeq had hidden together since the two were inseparable friends while Jamal's brother had gone with their mother to hide. They had been so engro
Roksolana woke up feeling disoriented. When she looked at the room where she was, she couldn't remember where she was or how she had gotten to the place. She tried to look around some more to study her surroundings but her head felt like ten building blocks had been placed on it. When she tried to touch the place that hurt, she saw that she was tied to a chair and she winced. She whipped her head slightly to remember exactly how she had gotten into the predicament she was in but nothing appeared in her brain or even tried to appear. She was blank like she had suffered a memory loss.She was still trying not to panic while trying to remember how she got to being tied to a chair in what seemed like a half-burnt room with all the blackness that even years of abandonment has not been able to erase away completely. One thing she knew was the fact that even though she couldn't remember how she got
As Jamal and his entourage marched on to the locations, fear was already radiating on the Sultan's face. Beads of sweat had already adorned his forehead, showing that he was not just afraid internally but also externally. For all that he cared about, the general could have killed Roksolana by now, and yet, they were still walking instead of racing to the location. If he hadn't killed her yet, the man could be molesting her or beating her up to punish her.He couldn't understand what exactly was the grudge between the general and his woman. Where it was, it had to be a lot for the general to have kidnapped Roksolana and held her captive. Or maybe Asleem was right in his observations and words and the generous was truly an enemy instead of the best friend Jamal thought that he was. But why would the general be trying to kill him? What could he have done to the general to warranty him trying to
Jamal stretched on his bed to relax his strained muscles and body. After Roksolana had left him and Aabdeen in the morning to discuss, Aabdeen had come clean with him and told him about who he truly was and why he had done everything he did. Of course, Jamal had been very furious with the other man and had even sent him away from his sight but he could understand the other Sultan now that he was alone. The man had just wanted to protect his people and everything else in his sultanate.But it still hurt him that the man had lied to him. During the period when he had met the man he thought was simply a physician, Jamal had grown fond of the man to the extent that he thinks of him as a friend instead of the mere physician that the man was supposed to be. So, finding out that the man had lied made him feel a little betrayed. Yet, Jamal found out that his thought was not centered on punishin
After they got away from the fighting ring, Jamal stopped dragging her along with him at a fast pace and just walked slowly but he still didn't let go of her hand that he held on to. Roksolana didn't mind how fast or slow they walked because her mind was centered on the burnt scar she had seen and not on the speed of their walking pace. Each time she tried to erase the doubt in her mind that the scar wasn't the same as that of the assassin, her head kept reminding her that she was just trying to cover up for the general.As soon as they got into the mansion that the Sultan lives in, Roksolana saw Jamal looking at her in an odd manner and she wondered what was going on in his mind. Could he be angry because she had gone to the ring without informing him first? Although she did get permission from him to train, she realized that she should have still let him know when she was going. If sh
Next? Roksolana thought. She was right about Lady Miriam since she had just heard about what she was doing next."We kill the king. This time, he won't be able to escape since I already got everything into place." The strange yet familiar voice Roksolana always heard from Lady Miriam's room responded."Are you sure it will work this time?" Lady Miriam's weak voice said to her lover."Very sure. The Sultan would be breathing his last before a week from now," the man answered.Roksolana got angry. At first, she wanted to open the door and confront the two lovers but she decided against it instantly. She knew that her confrontation would only stop the attack temporarily and Jamal's life would still be in danger. If she
She pointed to Aabdeen next. "This means that you are the Sultan of Jedi? Why then did you disguise yourself? And you were both going to kidnap me? Why?" Roksolana asked with a surprised tone.Aabdeen sighed and rose from his seating position beside his sister. He knew that he had only two choices and that was either to kidnap the Sultan's favorite mistress or tell the harem leader the truth. He decided to just kidnap her but his sister spoke up before him."Yes, we are from the Jedi sultanate and he is my brother. It's also true we wanted to kidnap you but it was because we had no other choice and that was why we did everything that we did," she explained."You had better start explaining yourselves before I let the Sultan know about your true identities," Roksolana told them in an angry tone. She felt betrayed by the people she thought were a friend to her and Jamal because they turned out to be a charade.Princess Azeezat took her time