He was so happy to lay his hand on the key. Though he did not have it in mind to go read those books in there. At first, he felt he could the opportunity to test his translating skills. He always feels he could read it but never had the opportunity to access the book.Aside from the promise he made to his boss, the Director, he felt if he was able to read and translate those books that would create chaos even far beyond what he could imagine. The whole world will be after him, believing he is the most knowledgeable human at the moment. That might be something of joy and happiness to him and his family but the opposite of that is what is going to happen to the director. He might be severely punished. If care is not taken, she could be banished from the kingdom for giving the key to the underground door to a common person. The issues might even go far beyond that due to the fate that he is not an indigene of the Abasia Kingdom. Though discrimination might not be existing but not until
Hang returned inside as a person who felt relieved. She went back to her normal self for a while. Jacquard saw her having a conversation with the guards outside. Jacquard attempted to interfere with the conversation. Immediately he left his office.He did not like the way one of the guards was addressing her. The guards were asking her to identify herself. The guard was just posted here a few days ago. He immediately stopped what he was doing to help her out. He ran out of his office and went straight to her office to get a chip that identified her as a staff of the organization. Upon getting the chip, he ran out of his room, through the staircase, and to the last floor. he walked down the corridor of the last floor. As he made the last turn to get him to the main door at the entrance of the building, he already saw her coming inside.He stopped for a while and gently walked to her. He then said, " Hang what is really going on? I saw you through the window of my office how you were
A few minutes later, she returned to his office with piles of files. She placed it on Jacquard's table. " Yeah, I am here as promised. As I have said earlier, will be doing all this together, right here. You are a genius which means dictionaries are not needed and also I will be able to finish up this within a short period. Being able to finish them up on time will grant me the avenue to use the remaining time left for other things, whether to stay here to study as you have been doing before I interrupted, or I should return to my office and rest, till when I will be free to go home. One of the two will definitely happen. Hmm?" Jacquard responded immediately by nodding his head. " Yeah! Yeah!! You are right. We do this together will really be of help to us. I will be able to use them to revise while you learn. Aside from that, it will even be faster because with these, pointing to the documents and on other things to work on, you alone won't be to finish it up." "Tell me if you a
He ran as if he was being chased by death. He did not even look back to check on anything. He left behind in his office, his briefcase, books he brought from home, and other things. He can't even say this is where he left my shirt. He got home putting on only is a singlet and his shorts on. Upon getting home, she met his uncle Siyabong and Jack outside. It is already 5:30 am. They were outside ironing their clothes. and doing some other things. Immediately they saw someone running in their direction, they were afraid at first. He responded to that, both of them picked up the nearby planks and were ready to stop whosoever is running towards them in the early hours of the day. As he get closer, they were able to see that It is Jacquard. He is the one running like a hare that narrowly escaped death. He ran up to them without reducing his speed. That was how he intended to enter the house, but he was stopped by them Though it was not easy for stopping him. Jacquard and Siyabong threw
After everyone was done saying their thoughts concerning the matter on the ground. They all agreed and supported what Jacquard had done. He did what is commendable. It is not so easy it is very rare to see a grown-up, handsome and able man survive. A grown-up female wants a man to have something with her without expecting anything in return for that and a man did not see that as a golden opportunity that only comes once in a blue moon. Instead, he says that is a path to his destruction, the path to dismantling his bride, morale, and what he stands for. Jacquard fight till the last minute just to prevent himself from pleasing the lady and I am happy for him. I am truly happy that my son did not fall for it. He had done the right whether she survived or not, and no one can dare to punish him for that. Even the King of this land, king Abasiama Ekpeyong, can neither order for his arrest nor his execution that is if she died as a result of the accident that happened." "My beloved son
The following day, Jacquard woke up early, got dressed up, and stepped out of his room. No one was awake except his mother. She had been in the kitchen as early as possible to prepare breakfast. She know Jacquard would like to leave very early that was why she woke up so early. Immediately she noticed that Jacquard is ready to leave for work. She called his name. "Jacquard. I am right here in the kitchen trying my little best for preparing you and your brother's favorite. Come and give a hand to move all this to the table."Jacquard got so surprised. He didn't expect her to be awake at the moment because of the stress and everything they went through the previous day.Immediately everyone finish having their breakfast yesterday. They all decide to go out and have fun. They visited a lot of places and returned late. Jacquard did not even remember how he got home. Jacquard and uncle Siyabong were still sleeping. Without wasting too much time, he dropped his briefcase and rushed to th
CHAPTER 56Jacquard stepped into the normal building as usual. He greeted everyone he crossed paths with as he was heading straight to his office. As he was going, he felt as if the whole world is watching him. Every single person he passed by both the seniors and the Junior officer was all looking back at him. Some greeted him with a smile while some, most especially the female returned his greeting as if they were forced to do so.He did not let their reactions to having any effect on him. He managed to get to his office and locked it. Before he entered his office he turned to check if the door opposite his office is open. The office was locked and no traces of anyone on the floor. It seems he was the only one on the floor. He asked himself where were the other staffs. Or where did they go? He tried to check the date and confirmed that the day wasn't a holiday. He ignored the feelings and entered his office. Upon getting to th
Jacquard dropped his resignation letter and stepped out of the conference room. Some of the people that were present were happy while it sadden some people. The chairman of the disciplinary committee was so unhappied about his decision. He felt he should reject the resignation letter, but he won't do that because of the other members of the committee. Among those people that were present at the meeting, the Chairman of the committee and the Chief Director were the only people that felt so unhappied and felt loosing someone like Jacquard was going to result to great lose which will undoubtedly have a bad effect on the effectiveness of work on he building.They had no choice than to accept his resignation letter. He can't he forced to do be doesn't love to done anymore. His decision must be respected. They both regretted within themselves that they made such to happen. They brought this upon the corporation. They had the chance to make thing right when it had not gotten to this level,
I'm still surprised that she remembers me by my first name. She lets me pick the books that I want to, after we've returned the previous ones to their rightful places.When I'm done, she leads me back to her table, and make me sign on the record book once again, after re-writing my name, and the new date.Outside, I have three textbooks, all cramped to my chest. Damn, these are heavy even when they'd looked as though they would be light.I am about crossing the road when I heard, "Rash." It's a familiar voice. I turn to the person. Dean's grinning. He wears a black jacket on top, inner white shirt under and a blue jean. The sole of his canvas kinds of lit under the day light. "Hey." I say back, coolly."Um, what're you doing here?" Whilst saying, his eyes dart to the library's building, "oh, came here?""Yeah." Is all I say, staring into his eyes. I see they are green. They are so bright. The beauty runs in the family, don't you think?"Hey, what's up with you?" He notices.Well, h
"Rash!" Oh, boy. I hurry up and get a plain blue towel around my waist while there's another in my hands, being used to clean my face and torso. I get out of the bathroom and go to the closet. I put on a simple nylon black shirt, long enough that the hem stops around my thighs, and a khaki short. On the way, I slip into my flip-flops, getting down the stairs, I see aunt Melissa, giggling to the screen of her phone. She's Face-timing with someone, and really, I don't want to know who it is. When she catch my figure, walking to the couch, she quickly wraps it up and tells me. "So, what's the plan?" I shrug. She's placing her phone away, and concentrating on me. "I don't know." "You're a dickhead." She says. Well, I have a dickhead, the thought comes abruptly but I quickly shake it away. "What do you think...wait, where's granny?" "She's not around." Remember that I said she and granny never gets along. This is one of the obviousness that I mean. Granny is religious on her si
As Jacquard fainted, Jack couldn't believe his luck. He had always envied his brother's skills and successes, and now he had the chance to claim the glory for himself. He approached the unconscious form of his brother and the princess, carefully picking her up and cradling her in his arms. He looked down at her sleeping face, and couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. He had always wanted to prove himself to the kingdom, to show that he was just as capable as his brother, and this was his chance. “Yes! This is my perfect victory. That’s right… I win!” He exclaimed joyfully. Jack's heart leapt with fulfillment although he did his best to conceal it. He felt as though a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders, and the weight of his envy and resentment had been lifted away. The mission to rescue Princess Diana was a success, and he was the hero who saved her. It was all he had ever wanted, and now that he had it, he could barely contain his elation.
Jacquard started to panic as he realized how close the warriors were getting. He knew he had to think as fast as possible and come up with a plan that could at least put him on the higher ground of the table of turbulence. "What do I do now? It’s only getting more and more complicated!" Jacquard thought to himself, with a faint trace of fear. "I can't let them catch me with the princess. We’ll be done for." He said He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. "Think, Jacquard , think," he whispered to himself. "What can I do to get out of this situation?" Just at the moment when he was still thinking, the memories of the charm song his mother taught him flooded his mind. "Maybe that's it," he said to himself. "Maybe the charm song can help me get out of this." He started to hum the song softly, hoping it would have the same effect as it did the last time. But as he hummed, he noticed that the warriors were getting even closer. He needed to sing the song louder. He too
Jacquard continued running through the night with memories of his past flooding his mind. He remembered the times he spent with his family before they were left by him and his brother, by the proposal of the neighboring kingdom's soldiers. The pain of leaving his loved ones was too much to bear, but the thought of the princess's safety gave him the strength to keep moving. He thought back to the time he and his twin brother, Jacquard uard, went to their friend's farm. They had so much fun working and playing together, but a little argument over who should carry the most harvest nearly ruined their day. Jacquard wanted to carry more than his fair share, but Jacquard insisted on carrying an equal amount. Jacquard smiled as he continued remember how the words of Lucky had diffused the situation in a lucid illusion. They all ended up carrying an equal amount and left the farm with big smiles on their faces. It was moments like those that made him miss his family even more. The memories
As Jacquard thought back to that day, he smiled to himself, remembering the fun they had at the farm. He could almost smell the scent of the fresh crops and feel the warmth of the sun on his skin. But his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of rustling bushes nearby. He stopped in his tracks and listened carefully. “Shit!” He exclaimed. “What’s that? Oh my God I hope it’s not what I’m thinking?” He asked himself quietly in fear and trepidation. ”Is it the sound of Amah warriors approaching?” He continued to ruminate. He couldn't take any chances. He carefully placed Princess Princess Princess Diana on the ground and crouched down, ready to attack if need be. The sound of rustling bushes grew louder and louder, but to his surprise, it was just a small animal, a bunny for that matter, scurrying away. Jacquard breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the princess once more. “Such a drag. These animals sure can get one a really high blood pressure.” He said to himself, after wh
Jacquard was relieved that he had finally found some water. As he drank, he could feel his energy returning, and he knew that he needed to act quickly to save Princess Diana . He ran back to her side and gently placed his hand on her forehead. She was burning up, and he knew that time was running out. "Your Highness, can you hear me?" he asked, his voice trembling with fear. There was no response, and Jacquard felt his heart sink. He sprinkled some water on her face, hoping that it would wake her up. Slowly but surely, Princess Diana 's eyelids began to flutter, and she opened her eyes. She looked up at Jacquard , and for a moment, he could see the fear in her eyes. "Don't worry, Your Highness," he said, trying to sound as reassuring as possible. "I'm here to protect you. Just take it easy and drink some water." He held the water up to her lips, and she took a few sips. Jacquard could feel the tension in his body starting to ease as he saw her regain some strength. They couldn't st
Jacquard could still feel the weight of the princess pressing on his back as he moved further, making every step more difficult than the last. He could feel the heat of the sun bearing down on him, the sweat trickling down his face, mixing with his tears, and he just wished it would all end already. He couldn't help but think that they were doomed, that they would never make it out alive. But then he remembered his training, his years of preparation for a moment like this. He couldn't give up now, not when the princess's life was on the line. "Stay with me, Your Highness," he said, his voice strained with exhaustion. "We're almost there." He yelled. But Princess Diana remained unresponsive, her breathing shallow and weak. Jacquard felt a sense of despair wash over him. He couldn't carry her much further, and they were still far from safety. He didn't know what to do. As they continued to run, Jacquard could hear the sound of the Amah warriors getting closer and closer. He felt a
As they continued their treacherous journey, Jacquard's mind was racing with thoughts. “Could this be the end? After all I have gone through alongside my brother Jacquard ? Never! I won’t allow that. I promised mom I’ll be back. No! We will be back!” He swore to himself as encouragement. He couldn't afford to let the princess down. He had been tasked with her safety, and he was determined to see it through to the end. He could feel her weight on his shoulders dropping on every single one of his nerves, applying pressure on his well bred muscles and tendons, and he knew that if he stumbled, they would both fall. The adrenaline was pumping through his veins, but it was starting to wear off. The pain in his legs and back was becoming unbearable, but he pushed through it. "Are you okay, Jacquard ?" Princess Diana's voice was weak, barely audible over the sound of his footsteps. He was running as silently as possible to avoid any sneak attack… that was one of the military logics of the