She was sleeping now, and all he could do was watch her. Earlier he had been skeptical about what he would be doing with her and decided to let her be. He had not gathered her closer into his arms like he yearned for. He kept lying to himself that it was what he had to do to conquer whatever it was he felt for her. He however knew within him that he was lying to himself. He wanted her but was too proud to admit it. Or rather, he was too scared to admit it. He had lost a woman before, he could not betray her for another one now. Thus, he laid back on his own side of the bed. Eventually, she gathered herself and dozed off out of weakness and tiredness. She was naked when he turned around to look at her. Elbows propped up and eyes staring intently at her, he could not help but admire her. She was more than what any man would actually desire and there she was, his for the claiming. He wanted her even more but could not bring himself to accept her. It would be better if she stayed away fr
There they were seated on the huge roots of a big tree. They were really sweaty and panting heavily. Orau had not felt this glad and ecstatic for a long time. Kuka had never been one to train with women and had always declined her before. They had finished their breakfast and after making sure the children were settled, picked up their weapons and marched into the forest. They did not know exactly what weapon Bron would be going for as she knew Kuka would definitely give him the chance to pick what they wielded. They left with arrows and swords and had been on it for the past twenty minutes. No one was actually willing to give up for the other as both wanted to prove to one another that they were better. It had been the sword play at first and Orau who saw herself as a representative of all things female was not willing to bulge. Several times each would see an opening but the other seemed to know just when to make a defense and would parry. It was not easy on either of them and now,
Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw her; the older woman walked into the room. She had actually missed this friendly face even though she barely said anything to her. The barbarian had left her on the bed sore all over thanks to whatever it was he did the previous night. Now, she was sitting on the bed after she had managed to pull on the blood stained robe she had been wearing. She had been wondering what her fate would be after he had spilled her blood ( hymen) and if she would be bringing forth his children. Of course, Arawa had no idea that he spilled away his seed and even if she had noticed, she would not have understood it. That morning, he had barely treated her with so much care as she now craved for. She now made up her mind that she did not want to bear his children. He was too uncaring and selfish for her liking and it was obvious that whatever children she brought forth in his name would suffer greatly from lack of fatherly love and attention. Her father had not been cari
Kuka had actually expected that the river would be empty by now, so who was this person? He recognized the voice immediately, it was Kili. He held his loin cloth and began wrapping it around his waist to keep his modesty from the little man. He still considered Kili a little boy as he could remember vividly moons ago when they had been escaping from the barbarians and how they had scouted the forest. Kili still bore the scar from the snake bite during those days of sojourn in the forest. He had been more than glad when he realized that the young one bore the gift of the gods. It could not have been anyone else and even though Kili had become the priest, he still considered him his son very much. Kuka wondered what had brought him to the river that night. Could it have been that there was trouble. He was anxious and demanded to Kili as he stepped into the light with a worried look on his face, what the matter was. Kili greeted him with as much respect as he always had, to which Kuka a
Arawa remained mute as she kept walking. The other lady was just before them while this chattering one would not just take a hint and zip it up. Well, you cannot really blame her per say, she has never had a friend before; a girlfriend I mean. To Arawa, this one could be one of the barbarian scum ploy to get close to her. He wanted obviously to keep her monitored and under his watchful eyes. Well, she was not going to give him the humor of that now, she had to up her guard and not say a single word. Probably, the girl would get rather bored of her and stalk away. They always do, it had been her way in the village. Back then, most times the village girls out of curiosity and mischievous reasons tried playing all nice and goody two shoes with her. It had taken her several times to actually come to the realization that all these were decoys and ways to draw closer to her . To them, Arawa was hiding something. Something related to how good she looked. But when they seemed not to be gaini
Her eyes lit up in enthusiasm, did Melissa really want her to give it a try, she wondered. Well, she better not disappoint now or hesitate lest her silence be taken for a no. She marched forward and took the rope from the lady. Melissa did well to show her how to hold it to avoid slipping off her fingers. She rolled the rope in her hands a little and held it really strong. Next, she let the pail fall into the well and did her best to avoid peering inside. She did not want to be caught up by that hallucinating pull she had felt earlier. Now she followed Melissa's directions and did a couple of dips, the pail must have submerged in the well by now. Only then did she manage to peer inside so as not to make any mistakes. She watched as the pail gradually came up. It was weighty as Arawa had made sure to fill it up, unlike the other women who threw in half and half. Her gaze was focused on the pail coming up gradually. She had never done this before and the rope was all over the floor wi
Arawa had to give up trying to detach herself from his firm grasp on her hand. She let him propel her forward until they got to the dreaded torturers dungeon. Arawa swallowed hard as she wondered what he was playing at, what were they doing there. He furiously tugged her directly inside there and the first thing she discovered was the reek of the place. It smelt of blood and rotten flesh. Arawa's body was clothed with goose pimples as she could almost feel the pain of everyone who had gone there. Right now, she was no longer running as she had been earlier when he had dragged her in a mad man's frenzy. They were walking but his grip on her hand had not in one bit slackened. Well, she had to follow him now. The place was really big and dark. Its sources of light were oddly familiar, few tiny windows above anyone's reach and the burning torches. It did give little illumination. But she could guess that was the plan for its establishment. The dimly lit room seemed to provoke fear to pro
"Heyl!!! Hey!ll..... Will she be alright? " "Send her inside, she should be fine.” These were voices when she first came to, Arawa did not open her eyes. She felt so ashamed of herself that she wanted to remain in the dark void where she had been . She recognized the voices however, it was Brian and the doctor. She felt amused thinking about the number of times the doctor had come just because of her. She found it amusing because she had this imagination of the doctor's face when they would have gone to call him over her fainting now. She felt arms underneath her back and laps. Suddenly, she was hoisted up. She knew his scent now and her head nestled on his broad chest like it belonged there. He was panicking, she could tell from his rapid heartbeat. It was obvious that he worried about her. But she felt angry. She was angry that he had threatened her with the torturer. Angry that he was part of something that cruel. And even more angry that he had sent her away. Because of him, she
Brian had been in his room obviously tidying up. He had just finished his bath after breakfast as he had been really hungry after waking up. Upon his insistence, Arawa had stayed although she still refused to take anything from him. But he could tell she was hungry, her stomach still sang the hunger song before him. That morning when he had woken up and found her sneaking out of his room to get her bath, Brian could not help but wonder if she really was the same person who had been singing the previous night. She just did not show any reaction even when she returned with Booma and the girls. Arawa had become much better with handling his affairs. He was glad that he would not be needing to dismiss Booma as Arawa would be accompanying him to the capital. When she came inside, she tried not to meet his eyes when she noticed he was staring. However, he had seen her from the corner of his eyes looking worried at him. Brian still wondered exactly what had happened that drunken moment, had
His hand held her still but although his eyes were open, they seemed glassy. Almost like he was in a trance. She tried to pull away. "Please mom.. Stay." he said again. Mom? Arawa could not believe her ears. He was such a grown man after all, so why on earth would he be calling for his mother like some little baby. Nevertheless, she did as he asked as somehow she felt pity for him. She sat by the bed and began observing him, where their mother was, she wondered. She recalled at the moment that since she arrived, she had not seen anyone being referred to as their father or mother. Could it be that the barbarian brothers had none. Her hands stole up of their own volition and brushed away his hair scattered on his face and forehead, caressing his forehead. He looked so peaceful as his eyes slowly began to shut. Arawa noticed now that even though his eyes were closed now, his hand still gripped her. It was not like she was planning on leaving him there but she wanted to shut the door a
Arawa felt the need to panic and she actually did as she first brought a finger to his nostrils. Thankfully, he was still breathing and she had never been more relieved. She knew she needed to do something about his condition but she was at loss on what exactly she should do. She did not even have any idea why he was like that and had to dash off outside to seek out the one person she trusted with such delicate situations, Booma. As she ran, she could not help but notice how quiet the entire place was save for the soldiers huddled together around fires and those on the walls. This was their duty. She tried her bestest to be less noticeable. "Halt woman!!!" she heard someone behind her. It was a soldier who had noticed her and she had to turn slowly. He was there standing and his companions seated around were all staring at her. He demanded that she stepped into the light where he could see her properly. A fearful Arawa now walked out to the light where he could see her. "Oh. It's
If there was something he dreaded most right now, it was being back with his father and getting to watch that look on his face. It was a constant reminder of what he had done in the past and this brought him guilt. Why on earth would Dorian send for him instead of Adrian. After all, the latter was supposed to be his favorite after what he had done to come short of his love. This act right now was uncalled for and he had defeated his purpose by going to get the king's order. Prepare in a week, nah, he would not even be prepared in a year if he wanted. His initial plan was to run to this place as he had, get well and return back to battle with his uncle. However, that plan had changed after coming in contact with his brother's plan. Were you thinking he had changed his mind because of Arawa, hell no. Left for Brian, even though it hurt him, he would leave her with her own kind. She was just a woman and there was no place for her in the battle grounds. Give it a period of a year or two,
It was not easy for Bron, not in the very least as he laid down there waiting for the slithering thing to get off. He was becoming scared again and managed a great deal to keep himself from shaking. But inside his heart was pounding as loud as anything that made him really scared that the snake would hear. Bron continued biding his time and waiting for the right moment. Eventually , his time came as he had been laying down there panting heavily. The snake had gone down and gradually, he started rising up and then took his sword from the upper part . He had been really lucky as it happened that it had been crawling into its hole on the ground. Weird. The hole would not have been noticed by even the daytime as it was buried underneath the dry leaves covering the area. Bron felt angered and before the tail would finish disappearing, he braced himself, took it by the cold slimy tail and pulled it out. The speed and energy with which he had done it was all he needed and he slammed it hard
He woke up before her that morning and spent a while watching her and drinking in her awesomeness. She was still fast asleep and luckily, it was still a bit dark. That meant that he got to watch her thanks to the light from the fireplace and torch. The reflection of the light on the few exposed parts of her skin was magnificent. It made Brian crave for her and want to touch her body. But then, he just could not do so as he needed to prove beyond every reasonable doubt to himself that he was not in love with Arawa. She suddenly rolled over and stretched herself now facing him. She yawned heavily and must have not thought that he was there. Her mouth actually reeked of some foul odour thanks to the fact that Arawa had not properly brushed up for two days now. In fact, she forgot. One would not blame her completely, in Wuwa after all, they only rinsed their mouths with water in the morning. He grimaced and quickly replaced it with a beautiful smile. Just then, she popped open her eyes a
It had been a while since he last came to the dungeon and somehow, it reminded Brian of the early days in which Arawa had been kept there. He had to find a way to push aside thoughts about her. "I take it that you're still thinking about the savage woman's brother, " Adrian said as he noticed his brother had stopped moving and seemed to be in a trance. Actually Brian was not aware that he had stopped moving at the moment. He seemed to be drinking in the air and quickly snapped out of it. There were important discussions and talks to be made at the moment. Adrian smiled at him as they advanced inside. Caleb alongside the other four selected to accompany the princess company were waiting patiently for them. “Gentlemen, shall we?" Adrian said as they exchanged greetings. They had managed to put up what seemed like a round table and seats. Adrian had to ask to be certain that nobody saw, of course they had been careful with that as they did it all when it was dark already. That seemed
"I don't like her here and I want her to leave with me, " she said "Her? Who?, " Adrian said feigning ignorance"The slave woman, " she blurted out "What slave woman?" he asked her, with a serious expression of confusion on his face Of course, Adrian needed no soothsayer to tell him that the princess had been referring to Arawa but then he had to make it as though she meant absolutely nothing to him. It was also frustrating her and he could tell it. Women, why would she even begin to think such nonsense as taking Arawa with her. What in heaven's name gave her such guts or possibly was she beginning to think that she was the lady of this place. It made him angry but he had to control everything. He was a man on a mission after all. "I'm referring to the woman you had been holding in your arms at the stables, " she said shamelessly. It was obvious that this was a topic she was not willing to give up on. He wondered if she had felt offended. To reassure her of his undying love for h
By the time they had finished cleaning up the place, Arawa was beginning to sweat it out. In fact, they both were and had to leave the rags in the pail to have another quick bath. It dawned on Melissa that dinnertime was already close by, that being if they had not started yet. She knew that if they would be meeting up, they would have to hurry up. Bathing this time did not take them long, a couple of dips in the water and they were done. They were just getting dressed up when a couple of slaves began trooping in, Melissa smiled. Possibly, they were still in time for dinner but nonetheless, they needed to hurry up. Bearing the pails in hand, they rushed to where they would be rinsing and spreading out the rags. “Why is that place always lit?” Arawa asked, referring to where she had seen that light for days now at night. She had been curious about the place and would have taken a sneak peek had it not been for distance. The said area was seemingly far from where they were. Melissa to