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2024-10-29 19:42:56“Can you get me something to eat first?” Esther asked with a smile. She loved Gray’s food and really looking forward to eat it every time she could.
Not only because it tastes good and Gray made it for her, it also reminded her of her mother’s food.
It was nostalgic. Her mom, Jackeline, loved cooking, and she would occasionally ask the servants to step aside so she would prepare the family meal.
Gray got to his small fridge and pulled out food that was wrapped in aluminum foil. He then placed it in a microwave and waited for it to heat.
“Here, have it,” he said, handing Esther the food and watching as she hungrily ate.
“Thank you…” Esther replied softly.
“What is it? Why do you look bad?” Gray asked when he noticed that something was wrong with the way Esther looked at the food. She looked sad to the point that her eyes were glistering with tears.
“My father&hell
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“Yes, my love. I do not know how to fight, so I can’t enter the competition. We only have the option of running away. I will take care of you,” Gray explained while looking at her with utmost earnest.She smiled lovingly and looked at him love, and gratefulness. Despite this, Esther was still worried.Esther knew that it would not take long for him to realized that he might had beaten more than he could chew because he stopped talking.How would he take care of a princess who was used to the royal life? It was easier said that done.But, at that moment, he only looked at his love and saw how quiet she was, then thought that perhaps she was thinking of the same thing.“That wouldn’t be right. Running away shows how many cowards we are. What do you think my father will do when he finds out about it? He might forgive me for being his daughter, but what of you? I refuse to let you be punished. There has to be another
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Even men who weren’t participating were there, at least to get a glimpse of the princess.“Let the tournament begin,” the king said.Two young warriors got into the field. Each had iron clothes on and helmets on their heads. They had swords, maces, and armor to shield themselves.Everyone held their breath when one of the warrior’s armor fell down.His counterpart kept on beating him, and it would only be a matter of time before the game ended.The king announced the winner of the first game and allowed for a refreshing session. Esther sat hopefully on her chair as she crossed her fingers.She thought of what her mother would have done if she were in her shoes. She missed her mother so much.She had been told that she had a cunning resemblance to her mom, but she was sure of one thing. She didn’t have a quick mind to solve issues.“Relax. It is beyond you at this point,” she heard Jacke
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“Will I manage this? This might be harder than I previously thought,” Gray told Yasike while looking at the other intently. There were currently on their break.Yasike, hummed and thought for a moment. He then saw Gray, who sighed with helplessness as if he did not have much option.“Don’t over think. You will manage. Do you know this is like a magical duet for you? You have an advantage, so make good use of it,” Yasike implored a pensive Gray.Gray thought for a while and nodded. It really was like a magical duet, and he had the guidance of a magical being and was fighting against those without but was that enough?Unlike Esther, Gray didn’t believe in supreme beings. He was more of a practical person. He thought of religion as the opium of the poor and a means of ruling to keep people under control.Esther had seen how prayers helped her mom, but what of Gray? He hadn’t seen a use for it. While in the chi
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“Today more than ever. I wish she was here. A lot of things would have been easier to handle,” Yasike said while looking at her with a small smile, as if he was aware what she was going to say next.“I need your help,” Esther said while looking at him with helplessness, “ I am sorry but I really need you to do something for me.”She was sorry she had a lot on her plate at that moment that she hadn’t asked Yasike what had been bothering him.“I thought so,” he answered, smiling as he got up and dressed fully to get Gray.After their training, he had given Gray some of his clothing to be used as a disguise.“I owe you,” Esther said.Saying the statement at that time, she had not known that she would have to repair all of Yasike’s favor sooner than she thought. She also didn’t know that the favor would threaten to break their family.When Yasike and Gray
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Sindro thought that how dumb and stupid his dad’s reasoning had been. He could not help but look at him strangely with pursed lips. After all, there was no way he could comment about it and could only be kept quiet.“What option did you give him? Would you have changed to loving men if you were in his shoes?” Priscilla asked while looking at them curiously. There was a mysterious hint of tone in her voice.“I will not discuss this further,” Theban said, and Priscilla kept on screaming at him, but he was numb.“Why did I leave him alone when he needed me the most?” she asked herself. For a very long time, she had wanted to go back to the kingdom and look for her son.Some days, she walked up till the border of the village then stood from a distance just to catch a glimpse of her son.Other days, her fear of how he would react upon seeing her was bigger than her desire to see Sindro so she would walk back hom
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“Give him to me,” Albert suddenly said, taking Gray from Jane’s embrace. At that time, he was not so sure how to really approach Jane about it. He could only look at her with a complicated expression.Just as he was close enough to grab Gray, the child seemed to not like his presence.Cause when he touched him as if on cue, Gray started crying, and no amount of pestering could calm him down.Jane’s door was partially opened, and Albert looked through to see if Georgina would be coming out but what had he expected.“Where is his mother?” he asked with a deep frown. He was looking at Jane with concern.“She shortly left after you left, said she was going to get some household necessities. I haven’t seen her since then,” Jane explained while looking at Albert with a small smile.Albert nodded. It seemed that there wasn’t much she knew, and it was also not
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“No one can have access into this palace without being seen,” his second in command answered with a deep frown when Monike told him that he suspected someone had sneaked into the palace. If that really happened, it was a very big disgrace towards his authority.But what if it was really the case?“I’m sure there is,” Monike insisted with a frown, and then he continued, “Anyway, to be on the safe side, we need to increase security around the palace and be very vigilant.”His second in command nodded in understanding.With the task fixed, they made sure to check every person coming in and every person leaving this place.We cannot allow what happened to our boss Jackeline to happen again, Monike thought to himself with conviction.From a far, Gray could see how tight the security was that night. He was looking at everything with deep seriousness and concern. The more he looked, the more he rea
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Grace was the daughter of the kind woman from the village who had helped Gray and Josh settle.Gray and Josh got close after Gray narrated his story to her. It might have been a pity, and Gray couldn’t tell. But Grace was really kind to them after that, and that was something both of them really appreciated.They were not, of course, idle when they stayed in the village.He borrowed books from them, and after reading Shakespeare’s books, he developed an interest in art and poem.“We are moving away,” Grace suddenly had told Gray seriously one day after they had joined their bodies in a union.Hearing this, Gray was startled. He could not help but look at her in confusion before asking, “Why? Where?”Before Grace could answer, she heard her mom calling her. Despite not knowing where they were going and why they were leaving, Gray still started packing. He then waited for her to return.But that had b
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She knew she was. She made heads turn, and her presence alone could make even the strongest man weak to his knees. Single men, dating, married, poor or rich all wanted her, but she went for Paul thinking he was the saint he portrayed himself to be.She could have said no, but she was confused. He might change, she thought, but now he wasn’t going to.He proved that over and over again. Dorothy got tired but didn’t know how to break up with him, and she was grateful he was finally gone, although she didn’t like the circumstances surrounding that fact.“Here is your tea,” she said as she placed the cup of tea on the table before Aston in his studio. She took a few sips of hers before placing her cup on the table too. “The weather outside is beautiful today.”“Yes. Yes, it is,” Aston confirmed, although his eyes never left Dorothy. “How about we go somewhere else while this dries?” he suggested.“Sure.”Together with their teas in their hands, they walked out of the studio. Instinctively
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‘’We caught this young woman trying to force her way into the ward, and we suspect she might be part of the paparazzi,” the first police officer answered.Steve observed Dorothy noting that she looked familiar then he remembered her. ‘It’s fine, boys. Let her through.The police officers released her arms, and Dorothy threw them a disdainful look, then sent a grateful one Steve’s way.He opened the door for her, and she walked in, thanking Steve with a smile.Steve closed the door with a gentle click and faced Dorothy. “He’s right this way. I’m not supposed to say this, Dorothy, but he’s been expecting you.”Expecting her? Did he want to see her? Did this have something to do with her, or did he just want to see her? She wished it was the latter.Wait, this is Steve, Aston’s best friend and the owner of ‘From Our Hearts’ gallery, but how did he know her?Steve seemed to sense her conflicting thoughts. He sighed and then said, “I can assure you that there’s nothing to fret about, and w
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Dorothy turned around to see Paul standing there, arms folded across his chest and his eyes shooting daggers at Aston, who ignored him, by the way.“So I’ll call you and let you know how it goes, okay?” Aston asked while looking at Dorothy, who nodded excitedly like a kid.Aston smiled and then replied, “Bye Dorothy, and take care of yourself.”“Okay!. Bye Aston, and thanks for visiting. It really means a lot,” Dorothy said, as she walked him to the door.He stopped for a moment and took a look at Paul, who was still standing in the doorway.“And you too, Paul. It was nice to meet you,” she added, and with that, he walked out of their flat without waiting to hear Paul’s grunt of a response.Not wanting Paul to ruin her mood, Dorothy hopped past the grumpy Paul happily to their bedroom, humming a song.The only thing in her head was that her art was going to be at an exhibition– something she never expected to happen.For the rest of the day, Dorothy was in high spirits humming a favor
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“Oh, thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me. And believe me, when I say coming from you means so much more,” she said.“I thought I was doing horribly, so I stopped painting for a while. I only began painting again when I came across your works in a gallery. I was in awe of hyperrealism. It was magnificent, and I knew I wanted to know how to paint like you,” she explained excitedly. “Meeting you here might be the best thing that has happened to me this year.”It was Aston’s turn to feel flattered, and he did ever so much. He had received a lot of compliments, but in a weird way, Dorothy appreciating his art made him feel he did something for someone, and it made him feel good.“I’m sure you’ll learn a lot from this class, and I can give you pointers if you want.”“You know I didn’t exactly enroll for this class. Mrs. Michael is my aunt, and she just allows me to join in and last week was my second time here.”“That makes sense. I didn’t think you paint. I though
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For heaven’s sake, he wasn’t some teenager going through hormonal changes, so why couldn’t he stop thinking about Dorothy’s body and, even worse, smiling and blushing at the memory.‘’I guess we can now deduce my idea wasn’t laced with foolishness after all,’ Steve said with the smug look still on his faceAston scoffed, rolling his eyes at him, and said, “Don’t get ahead of yourself. I am still not convinced the class will do me any good.”“We’ll see about that, mate. We’ll see.”The whole weekend felt like torture to Aston. He longed to see Dorothy again, and it seemed the weekend was taking too long to end.Everything was confusing to him; what he was feeling about Dorothy and why he was feeling that way didn’t make any sense to him, but he just wanted to see her again.When Monday finally came, Aston could hardly wait till 3 pm when classes started, and by 12 pm, he was already at the building waiting for Dorothy to show up, but she didn’t.Class started, and she was still nowhere
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In one swift moment, a bang was heard, and the whole dining table came crashing down, sending a wave of shock throw Dorothy.She had seen this happen so many times, but she could never get used to it. He promised to change.He said he was going to be better, but after two years and nothing had changed.The last time, it was the TV that suffered it, which took a while to replace, and now, the dining table had also felt the impact of Paul’s fist.The table was ruined; dinner was ruined too.“You love being a whore, eh? You love letting different men run their hands all over your body under the guise of art, right?” He barked the vile words pacing the dining room.The words made her feel she had just been prickled with over a hundred pins.“I am not a whore, Paul!. I am not! I love art, and you know it!” She yelled at him.He scoffed before he said, “Oh c’mon. You’re just using art as a cover-up. You enjoy the way these so-called artists of yours touch you.”He then grabbed her shoulder
