Everyone present was waiting for Jennifer to say something. At least she was the Chief's maid. She should have a report to give and also give an account of how the sacks of foodstuff went missing. " I think the soldiers that you sent to search Jennifer's house should be out by now." The Queen asked Princess Diana. "Ohh! Sorry that we didn't seek permission before we sent soldiers to search your house. Please can you tell us what happened? Because being quiet won't solve anything. I am giving you the chance now." The Queen said. One of the soldiers that went to search her house entered. "Yes my Lord, we have searched her house and we found many sacks of foodstuffs in her basement. We have moved them to the palace. They are in the cart at the front of the palace.," The soldiers said with their faces facing down and heads bowed. Jennifer felt as if the world had come to end. She felt the land should just open up and swallow her. She did not know what to say. She had been engaging in
Jennifer was locked in the guardroom. She was interrogated by four soldiers who were among the small troop of soldiers that went to search her house about brought back to earth, all the stolen foodstuffs. She insisted that all that happened was a setup and that some people planned it all. She fell into the trap because of her unconsciousness and carefree attitude. She felt so confident and energetic. She never stopped talking since had been brought to the guardroom. Saying that Queen Sarah and Princess Diana were the brains behind it all. "The Queen and everyone present planned this. I don't know what they talking about and why they suddenly call on us to give an account of all our operations when we didn't plan well. At least I did nothing wrong. I have been doing my job and carrying out those responsibilities to the best of my ability and capabilities. I have neither done anything wrong nor teamed up with some people to do things that will bring pain to the people of Abasia Kingdom
Princess Diana and Isabella left the Queen's room and moved towards their room. their way back to their room. Princess Diana told all her escorts that they should return to their post. She is not going anywhere. She will remain within the building and she would call on them if there is a need for her to do so.Immediately she said that all her escorts including the guards took a U-turn and returned to their post while some walked passed her. She was alone with her best friend Isabella. She had realized that Isabella does not feel so good and won't relate well, she would just be moody and won't alter a word. Princess Diana tried several things to help her out, to help wipe off the fear within her, and also to help derived comfort and peace of mind whenever she found herself in situations that she can't do without them. All her efforts did not yield well. They all failed. Ever since then, she had always tried to stay away from the guards because of Isabella. She also feel uncomfortable
Jennifer was locked up in the guardroom to pass the night before she would be taken before the king for the final judgment, whether out of the king's infinite mercy, she might be forgiven or she received the punishment she really deserved. The room was well-arranged and properly ventilated. She was provided with a small bed and covered clothes and served the meal she demanded. Fruits and other add up were made available to her. All things were made available for her because she is yet to be declared a criminal and it is a great offense and a great disrespect to the law of the land and humanity generally to refer to her as a criminal when she is yet to receive final judgment from the king is the kingdom, Abasia Kingdom. As long as she had not been pronounced guilty by the king, she has the right to everything as a member of the kingdom. She did a lot of surprising and terrifying things overnight. At first, she tried to escape from the guard room. She called on one of the newly recrui
The following morning, Jennifer was brought off the cell. She had been beaten beyond recognition. All her face had turned red. Her dress tore. She was bleeding through her nostril and had a cut on her forehead. She experienced pain all over her body. She was having blurry vision and was so weak that she could barely stand on her feet.She was so calm and reserved. She could barely any part of her body. She was guided by two soldiers and was taken to the bathroom. She was provided with everything she needed to freshen up and looked nice. She was given a new dress, served her breakfast, and given medicine. An hour later four strapping soldiers beard her on a makeshift stretcher into the large room that contained the council. she was then marched to the palace together with many soldiers, more than fifty in number.The king, the queen, Queen Sarah and other wives, Princess Diana, the chiefs, and other members of the council were already sitting waiting for her arrival. Immediately she a
Jennifer pulled herself to her feet. For a moment everyone thought she might faint. She tried to avoid her relatives, particularly her mother's eyes. But she could not. She expected her mother to look at her with contempt after hearing about those shameful things she had done. She did not doubt that she had failed everyone and had put to shame the name and the image of the family. Though she was happy about her mother, she never regretted what she had done.She never for once accepted what she had done to be bad. Then she took a deep breath and began. Slowly at first, then gaining strength as she spoke, she did not attempt to glorify her actions or to excuse her inhumane and unreasonable actions. She narrated everything she had been doing. How she had been moving the sacks of foodstuffs and other things. When she finished, there was a moment of silence. " I cannot apologize for my miserable actions," she said. " But I invite your hardest punishment for my actions. I know what my acti
After everyone had left, Princess Diana waited for him after at the entrance of his room, hoping he would meet him there. After she waited for some minutes and he never returned, she decided to go into his room to wait for his arrival. She went to into the room and sat on the chair very close to the bed. After sitting for a while and the king did not show up, she raised up to take her to leave. On her way to the door, her eyes went to the waste bin placed in one corner, she noticed a napkin in there, already stained with blood." Blood!" She exclaimed. She then moved closer to the waste bin to confirm if truly the napkin was stained with blood or paint. She looked very closely. She realized it was truly stained with blood." What is happening? It's stained with blood. Whose blood?" She looked around the room to check if she would see anything else that contained blood. She went around the room and found a paper handkerchief on the ground very close to the bed. She continued to walk
Immediately Dave entered, he met the king and princess Diana in the middle of a conversation. He thought of going back but what he came for was very urgent. The king must hear what he had for him.Immediately the king placed his eyes on him, and he then to him to step forward. He was shocked and could reason what had really happened. His presence depicted that something bad has happened. He moved closer to the king. " There is something important you must be of. Amah Kingdom warriors attacked the soldiers taking Jennifer to their camp in the east of the kingdom. They were attacked on their way. They tried to free Jennifer, and escape with her. But that was not successful. The number of soldiers who were escorted was many. Almost all the Amah Kingdom warriors who attacked them had been captured while those that escaped suffered injuries. The chance of them making it back to their Kingdom is very slim." Dave said. Are you saying that Jennifer had been freed? While the soldier tried
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