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The Last Amulet
Last Updated : 2021-09-27
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In the grand Kingdom of Pereshwar, there lived a servant by the name of Nadia Rafsani, a.k.a. Nailah El Nour. Yep, that’s me. After experiencing the harsh reality of being a neglected bastard princess, I decided to live under the radar as a servant. Nailah El Nour, last princess of the Pereshwaran Empire, was not widely known. I was leading a very low-key and successful life until all the secrets about my family history started to unravel chaotically. And, it all started with a very annoying crow. To top off my list of inflating struggles, the crow was none other than the crown prince of the Pereshwaran Empire, Calaf Abraha. Moreover, my very existence poses a huge threat to the new kingdom, and I can under no circumstance fall into their hands. Now, as I struggle to keep my identity a secret, I also have to deal with this manipulative and infuriating prince from invading my personal life. But beware, the prince is allied with Jinns, and the Jinns know who whisper their secrets. They say death isn’t a good enough punishment for Nadia, so what is? An eternal binding, or permanent exile to the underworld? Find out more in this spellbinding story of two enemies who'd rip worlds apart just to create their own.
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The Last Amulet he's come out
It came first as a deafening ring, before forming a sound like that of a grown man in the pits of agony. With this, the room ascent into a chaos that involved running mages and flying crates raining splinters of wood. The curses that followed would have sent Sufian into an uproarious glee. I forgot the command I was to give and made way towards the retreating crowd, all the while feeling my patience wearing thin by the second. The crates should’ve been neutralized by now. What’s taking them so long? I looked at the liturgy dealing with the bigger crates and glared at the mages from my castle. How embarrassing. They flinched and raced to help quell the whining coming from far south of the room. I made way to the secluded room to bring in the raucous djinn that threatened to break free of its binding. It was still in its budding stages of becoming a full-fledged shapeshifter, so it’d be too early of a statement to tell what form it will
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The haze of pain that washed over me disappeared as fast as it came. I rubbed my chest with apprehension, hesitant to move forth with my schedule. Should I risk it today? I felt for other signs of pain and discovered none. Rather, my urge to leave the hauntingly dark palace roared like fire through my veins. I got up and restored my appearance on the jewel-encrusted mirror hanging on the wall. It leaned against it heavily. Almost as if its bearings were too much for it to hold. The thin mirror was elongated in shape. Rectangular, with tarnished gold rims that emphasized its edges with a vintage appeal. Nonetheless, it looked akin to any other mirror. At least that's what I've been told. Normal, they say? What a good job I've done then, I thought with some reverence. A few years back I infused concealing magic into the mirror so it performs as a walk-in cell. Years of work
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8. Calaf -Earlier that day, in the palace- This information better be worth listening to. I released a sigh before turning my attention to the fellow in front of me. Soot and mud impregnated the carpet beneath the quivering knight, drenching it with a faint brown stain. I scrunched my nose in disapproval. The smell reeking from his armour told me that the newbie’s been through an awful path to get me the information I asked from him prior. I nodded at the butler and sipped my tea. He understood my command as he quickly retrieved the sodden documents from the knight’s outstretched hands. Che, it’s gone cold. I frowned at the drink and noticed the butler’s wariness. My discontentment must’ve shown on my face as he made haste to divert my attention elsewhere. “Your Highness, these documents need to be looked over,” he blurted out. He placed the crumpl
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7. Nadia I jolted as the truck passed a bump, making me groan out in pain. The wood must’ve shifted to an awkward angle behind my neck while I was sleeping. As if on cue, I overheard a laugh sound from the drivers upfront, and a wave of irritation shot through me. Those bastards, I cursed before turning my eyes elsewhere. How strange... I dug around to ease the pressure in my ear. The pain distorted my hearing, which shot a jolt of panic through me. You're so stupid, Nadia. Falling asleep just like that.The voice in my head pinged around like thorns, making me crankier than usual. A small finger jutted out from under a worn tunic sleeve. It didn’t take long to realize who they aimed the jab towards. “Did you see how she was snoring?” The older of the two boys asked. They snickered, imitating my face rather hideously. I stared at them, blank. Is this your firs
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6. Nadia “Take the trash out with Afsan,” Suzana instructed, before gliding away. A trail of scullery maids followed soon after, quick to listen to her rushed instructions. The head maid was definitely the best for her job. Prim and proper, she was everything Madame Thelowar should’ve been. Enough of that. I needed to know about what’s in store for me come Friday. I asked Afsan about the gathering. Asking the maids, were out of the question right now. “So, the servants have a duty this time around?” I ask. His response was curt. “Apparently.” We loaded the sacks into the metal crate, rusting at its side. I banged the rusted metal to attract the attention of the man upfront. It took a second for me to see him amidst the flurry of flies. After seeing him nod, I relaxed. He flicked the cigarette away before taking the trash away on his run-down bike, leaving a buzz of flies scurrying after him
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5. Nadia “Um, Master Thelowar, I think this is a bad idea.” I fumbled with my fingers as an awful premonition arose within me. I should’ve left when I had the chance. It’s not like this shi’ is mandatory. Let me recap what happened a few minutes ago… After skipping with glee to the study, a dark premonition came over me. How did I come to this realization? Well, I came to find a very irritating itch on my ass. (No, it’s not because I don’t wash my ass, ‘cus I very much DO). While I stood there, staring at the wall, I peeked around the corner real quick before I rubbed that area. Hallelujah, of all things to happen. It had to be this. I rolled my eyes, continuing my course. My grandmother used to scratch her ass whenever something bad was about to happen, too. Well, at least it’s not my coochie. * cough * * cough * My mother. * cough * * cough * But
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4. Nadia I shot out my arms and grabbed the railing. The atmosphere becomes tense as Jienna locks eyes with me. She let out a short squeak before catching my other arm and hauling me back up. I landed a few feet from her, catching my racing heart. “Holy shi-” I tried to process what just happened. How come I didn’t sense her from behind me? I turned, my confusion peaking. Jienna stood with her arms straight at her sides, but the look in her eyes was odd. Slowly, I reached out to touch her shoulder, but she jolted from whatever she was thinking and snapped her gaze towards me. She evaded my eyes, scratching at her arm. It was probably an accident; I reasoned. “Um… did you hear us right now?” I ask Jienna. “The c-onversation?” I don’t mistake the tremor in her voice, but I nod, edging her on. “Yeah, I did.” It was soft. Her voice was soft. She nudged
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3. Nadia Her expression changed in the split of a second. I saw her jaw flex and then the narrowed eyes that followed. Either she contemplated on what to do with me, or what to do with the fact that I used magic… if she saw me use it, that is. “You could have just waited for your turn, Nailah!” She screeched as she dragged me by my hair to a dark room. I winced. I was already losing my goddamned hair- wait a damn minute. Now that I think of it, I don’t know why the air became so constricted. Did I make a mistake? I zoned out for a sec. How can I mess up a basic level spell?? I caught Jienna’s shaking hand reaching out, and motioned for her to stay back as she wept, crawling after me. “I’m gonna be fine,” I mouthed at her before turning away. The newcomer didn’t know how things worked at the mansion, especially not about the Madame. Katrina Thelowar abused those she couldn’t rile up, and from her collection of toys, I’m her favourite. “What do you do with my husband in his office,
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2. Nadia I left my shoes outside and dusted off my clothes before approaching the burly guards at the doors. Why are you looking at me like that? I questioned, kinda bothered by all the hard looks I’ve been receiving from them so far. I regarded the menacing man before turning away. His blue eyes were hard. Slow day, huh? It seemed like he read my mind. Whilst shrugging, he took my sac and sifted through it, plopping it into my hands, as soon as he finished. Then he turned to receive instructions from the head maid. “You,” he jerked a calloused finger at me, “clean the stairs today.” “Yes, sir.” I nodded, heading in. I looked inside the foyer that the man appointed me grimly. There were already clusters of servants crowding the hallway. As soon as I had put my things away, I hurried to the washing station before the crowd surrounded it. The chatter approached me faster
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1. Nadia I recovered my face with a veil as I walked towards the dawning city, only pausing at the hindrance keeping me from my path. And it was the blasted sun that lapped at my skin like a thirsty hound. “Aishhh- why now?” I complained, irritated. The wind was working against me. No, rebelling is a better word. Rebelling, bullying me even. I’m definitely blaming this on my granny. That woman’s up there howling in her seat, watching the sand feast at my life. I catch my breath and wait a sec to deliberate whether I should just turn back. In that moment of hesitancy, I felt the exposed areas of my body stinging, pulsing in cadence to my anger. Like the wind wasn’t already enough, golden coils of sand lashed at me, leaving cruel marks against my feet. Feet that were pockmarked from the last spasm of bruises and blisters. I regretted every decision that made me live out in th
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