Brian and Adrian had been dancing around with their swords for sometime now. Truth be told, it had been quite a really long time since the brothers had this amount of fun. They were there fencing and giggling like little boys, neither willing to give up for the other. Soon, they were both panting tiredly and struggling hard to catch their breath. They both decided to take a break and sat down with their swords at hand. If there was anything they had learnt, it was their special ability to commit foul play when training. They knew each other inside out. They had not noticed the captain who had not left the scene and had been watching them all along. By age, he was older than them both and was more than happy to see them as happy as this. Since Adrian rescued him and he pledged himself to him fully, he had never seen him this excited. Not even when he was with the women. It made him glad to see him like this. Actually , he had not left since then as he felt like he owed the brothers, m
Her back burned badly and felt like it had developed extra nostrils and was breathing. All her life, even through childhood, she had never undergone anything like this. This was simply sheer wickedness on humanity by a single person. But regardless , Arawa was glad that the whip master gotta lose that hand with which he had thought of whipping her with. She had been swearing in her mind that on a very good day, she would get her revenge by taking off that hand if he's. But looking at things right now, that would not be necessary as her heroes had come to the rescue. Heroes in her head now included Adrian. Whereas, she could have sworn that Brian wanted to chop off his head from whence he stood, she knew that she would never live down with the guilt of being the reason for a person's demise. As much as he had caused her pain, he had not deserved to die for just beating her which obviously was an order from his superior. On the other hand, Adrian seemed to have read her thoughts and ha
Ollie stood there glaring at Arawa, fuming with rage. To her, she saw no reason why master Brian would stand up for this savage woman. She had been here for longer and deserved to be treated above all. She had been trying to get his attention from the very first time she had seen him but to no avail. Only then, for this savage to come to win him over by simply being annoying. First, she had won him over and then, she bit her arm causing her a scar. Now, she had vowed to herself never to give peace to Arawa not minding the odds. It had given her such satisfaction seeing Arawa being whipped, only for Brian to show up. Someone had definitely called him to the scene and that someone had been whom she had been trying to find out when the annoying lady came back. She looked too beautiful in that dress of hers and that caused Ollie so much anger. What made her feel so proud was it because of this body. Ollie had been trying all she could and all she had learnt along the line to get curvy bu
Arawa hesitated and looked from the slave woman to Ollie whose hand she still held. This would have provided her a very good opportunity to deal with this wench which has caused her to get beaten on her first day. But then, she began to have her own reservations about this whole situation. Beating Ollie might not give her the satisfaction she was craving. In fact, it would deal a lot of minus to her reputation. To the others, it would seem that a little beating had gotten her deep. She had to make her mark by making it seem like nothing gets to her, not even a little whip from the whip master. She roughly pushed Ollie's hand away from her causing her to stagger away a little but she held steady as she had been anticipating that she would be pushed away roughly. Ollie shot her a very angry glance that said nothing short of curses but nothing further. Arawa nodded to the other woman and took the sheet away from her. The woman shot her a secret encouraging smile. It seemed so secret bec
It was really hard for him to think earlier and then Booma had come inside. He had not bothered raising up his head as he sort of had this feeling that Arawa would not be working the remaining hours of that day. She needed all the time to get over that awkward experience of hers. It had been really tough on him but eventually, he had to give attention to his long abandoned war journal. It was not much really but it was his prized secret possession. He wrote everything and anything in it and decided that this day was worth being remembered. He had heard the extra footsteps that had accompanied Booma but dismissed it to be some other slave. A part of him though, did tell him to take a tipsy bit of a sneak peak. In fact, he felt compelled to but he held himself in. It could not be Arawa, he continued saying to himself until he actually heard her. As if he was being controlled by some force of nature, Brian had turned around to see her. She must have not noticed him at first as she did n
It had been a few days now since Bron was found and brought back to Wuwa. Kuka being himself had yet to pass a verdict on him. He still could not believe that the young man had actually gone against him. He had however asked that they locked him up pending whenever he felt he was strong enough to look into the situation. Since the day he woke up, Kuka's recuperation had been increasing speedily. He was healing rather quickly and thanks to Kili whose expertise had assisted them in all. And his wife had been exceptional in her care giving capacity. By the third day of his wakefulness, Kuka had stepped out of his hut for the very first time. His movements were sleek and feeble as he walked out steadily. Orau was by his side to assist him in moving outside. Kuka looked up at the sun, and it sure had been a while since he last saw the sun alongside the beautiful skies and clouds. It was almost as if it was his very first time seeing these nature's gifts unto humanity. He walked further a
As he left, Arawa had demanded that Booma show her how to fix the bed sheets. The old woman asked the girls to fix his bath and then went to make explanations to Arawa. Arawa had been relieved that he was off her and it was then that she began to feel the pain on her back. It dawned on her that she had been laying on her back. She straightened out her robe that seemed to cling onto her back and began to do as Booma was directing her. She still felt embarrassed at her stomach growling in his presence. This was not the first time that had happened to her. Her plan right now was to finish laying out the bed and disappear from there. Eventually, she finished laying it after multiple failed trials. It was then that Booma spoke to her. "Arawa you should be careful about him. We should avoid excessive entanglements with the masters, " Booma said. Actually, Arawa had words at the tip of her tongue but she bit them back because somehow, Booma had a point. She seemed to be getting really enta
If there was anything Arawa would term her most dreaded job thus far, it would be the activity she had just undergone. She had tried doing it the Wuwa way but Melissa had to teach her the barbarian way of doing it. This was tedious either way, both the Wuwa style and the barbarian style. Arawa now hated washing the sheets and regretted every inch what her big mouth had cost her. She should have just accepted that she was sniffing his pillow and lived with the shame. Now, she could not even escape the fact that she was hungry and exhausted. Melissa thankfully had made it less stressful for her by keeping her company. "We just have to get done with this aspect Arawa and then we go to the stables to see those horses,” Melissa said to her. But Arawa just wiped the sweat off her forehead with her arm as she concentrated on her bit of the job. "Next time, I'm keeping shut, " she said "What was that?, " Melissa asked her “Oh, nothing Melissa. I'm just thinking aloud," Arawa said with a s
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