It was brought to the king's hearing what Princess Diana did last night during the party. He had ambivalent feelings about the whole thing. He got so pissed off about her disappearing from the party so early that she couldn't even say goodbye to her father not even her mother. No one saw her when she last. How was that even possible? Everything they had planned, how the King of Deila's kingdom had planned to lure her with everything, to persuade and try everything to convince her to the very end that she won't have any choice but to accept a marriage proposal from one of his sons. He planned to make it official at the spot though King Abasiama Ekpeyong wasn't in full support of it, but was rest assured that if that pleased the gods, it will all go well and if they weren't happy with that, all their plans, time, efforts, and resources would just get blown into the wind. Everything goes the other way around no matter the years it took him and his sons to plan that.Immediately they al
The following day, the king gave her an assignment that really kept her within the jurisdiction of the palace till nightfall. She really thought the assignment was assigned to her apart from being capable and trusted with it, it was a punishment from the king for her actions. She expected someone to call her to his or her room and start a section. Providing answers to different questions. Every question with why? And how? And she thinks she already escaped that. Isabella and Juliet were by her side all through. That really made it not to be seen as a punishment but sometimes to themselves busy and also to have fun. Reading and summarizing reports submitted by all the chiefs and directors seems tiring. After working for a while, they stopped, tried to have some rest, Walk around, and returned to it. " I thought all this was supposed to be done by some people and not you, Diana. Or am I mixing things up? " No, you are right. You are not wrong at all. He just wanted me to do it. All the
Juliet suddenly had a mood swing and suddenly went unhappy. Princess Diana noticed that and walked up to her," what going on? What happened." " Noting happened. Just some memories. You know, bad memories keep hunting us down. It's better to just let them be. To do away with them. They aren't something pleasant." " Can you just tell us something about that?" Princess requested. "It's not something I can't say. It's a dream Just a moment of loneliness and losing hope. That was back then." " You mean where you traveled to. You dreamt of something that makes you unhappy" She asked. "Yeah. Memories to be what they are really are. As I walk around, I heard a voice, " excuse me. I'm sorry. This is a private beach." That really sounded like him. I rushed down to the direction. It was as if the rays of light are directed to my eyes. I couldn't see well, searched for and found out that I already had it placed somewhere. I was left with no choice than to have my eyes closed. I stepped te
The day was very cool. The happy sun is shining. The fields are green and gay, But my poor heart is pining For something far away. It’s pining just for you, It’s pining for thy kiss. It does not matter if you’re true.To this, What matters is just you. I know the sea is beaming. Under the summer sun. I know the waves are gleaming, Each one and everyone. But I am far from you. And that`s all I get that’s really true. In this, What matters is just you. Oh, yes, the sky is splendid, So blue as it now, The air and light are blended, Oh yes, hot, anyhow. Perhaps it was the silence that woke him, that hushed moment where night gave over a day. That particularly instant when the creatures that serenaded the night fell silent and those that welcomed the day slept. It was a good day, princess Diana and her friends had and very interesting day. After having their lunch they engaged them in a series of indoor games just to wait for the sun to set so that they could set out for swimming in t
"What did you want from me? Let me go, you don't know what you are about to do and what you are brought down to your head. Let me go. If they hear learned about my capture which he will very soon with those you left soon. None of you will leave this place alive. You will surely be caught." " You talk too much. If I hear them say anything again. I will cut off your tongue and that will definitely be the end of you. I hope you get that straight into your head." One of the men said angrily. The princess wailed struggling to free herself but the men were too strong for her. One of them was from the Amah Kingdom but disguised while the rest were haired. All disguised in familiar attire. " Give her the dose, I don't want her screaming as we go along with her. We have to be fast and get out of this land. We have to be fast and get out of this land. Those girls might have reached and spread the news." The leader instructed and one of them came out. He stood before the princess and her maid
Juliet was the first to find her way back to the kingdom. She began to carry and draw yhr the attention of everyone to herself. " Ahh Yeah, the Princess had been captured... Princess Diana had been captured." She kept on wailing as she ran towards the palace. Everyone she passed by was just looking at her, they were unable to make sense of what she was saying maybe they didn't hear her well. They felt indifferent. They thought it was some kind of by the ladies. It was when they saw Isabella and the other maid also screaming and weeping outwardly as they also run towards the palace. One of the maids fell and was assisted by one of the bystanders, she then asked, " why are you all running and weeping? What had happened? Has anything happened?" The maid was breathing heavily and weeping inwardly. " Princess Diana had been captured ... She had been captured by the soldiers of Amah Kingdom. We narrowly escaped while we were returning from the Odizie river." She yelled. " Ah, we are fini
The Chief Priest gasped and then continue. " I have a message from the gods to you, Your Highness. The message is that the Capture of the princess isn't sudden. It happened for a reason and that reason is known by the gods alone." They looked at him with so much interest, " why was she captured? Why her and not another person? What is the reason behind this because I don't seem to understand anything right now. The gods have been good to us, but why torment us with this? Why?" The king lamented. The other Chiefs present were short of words and didn't know what to say, whether to join the king in questioning the gods and their way of doing things or to just keep mute and watching. They are the latter. Not a single one of them opened his mouth to utter a word. " Okay! Okay!! Now that the gods have spoken and they made it known to us that everything that happened is their doing. They are in charge. Now my question for the gods is very simple and has no wordiness. What is the way out?
Jack and Jacquard were in the living room, waiting for the arrival of their mother who went to the market to get some foodstuffs. They kept each other out of boredom by playing games. Jacquard wasn't going to work. They had a break from work. Jack looked around and said "Why are you at home? I forgot to ask since we've started playing game. It's on usual." "What did you expect? I can't keep working my entire life. Man needs some rest. Huh!" He shrugged, "I think you really love to work. At least you've always been my only problem in this house." " Really, I am your only problem. I think I really love that role. If that's going to change in your good. You such a little." Jacquard said. "Anytime I chose to stay behind, you are always against it. I don't know when you took up the role of late uncle." " I hope you have forgotten that I'm your father and your uncle now. I won't condone any irrational act from you." He said and smiled"I think everything is getting boring." "Do you h
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