All Chapters of Fierce Betrothed: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The Promise and the Hurricane Year of the RosesFloral SeasonThe HighlandsAltsas Isla  WHEN THE SUN SITS high up in the sky and the fullness in my stomach I got from eating the rabbit dissipates, I lose my patience and turn to Kyan who is lying face up on the ground. "I want to have a bath." I jump up from my favourite spot under the tree. I grab my bag and start tramping through trees, leaving footprints in the soft earth and scaring of birds from their perches as I go.  Kyan's heavy footsteps follows closely behind, he doesn't say anything but follows humbly which I'm utterly surprised at. When I stop confused on which path to take, he drapes his arm around my waist making me flinch and he steers me to the right path

The Reunion Year of the RosesFloral SeasonBynin VillageAltsas Isla THE WORLD FREEZES. I'm consumed by something strong, something strange. It's happiness. It's shock. It's tension. It's tears. And I start to cry. I cry so hard it comes out in choking gasps. The woman appears at my side instantly and rubs my shoulders, concern mares her face. "What's the matter? Did you know her?" I nod, my face is dredged by the salty waterfall from my stinging eyes. "Mavli... Is my sister." The woman gasps, her hand flies to her mouth. "It's you. She mentioned looking for you!" 

The Arrow Year of the RosesFloral SeasonRoad to KintilRoad to Kintil Mavli THE SUN HAS RISEN. We are almost there.  Almost. We have been riding all night and day. The sun rays are peering through the clouds and threatening to end the cover of night, we dismount the horses and trot side by side with them. The smell of livestock and vegetables is over powering as we enter the Altsas market. Even if it is so early in the morning, the market is already as bustling as a bee hive. We have to elbow, duck and push our way through. My stomach churns loudly when my eyes dart to a stall of a fruit seller; the pyramid

The End Year of the RosesFloral SeasonThe HutKintil Isla I'M OUTSIDE WITH MOTHER and Mavli plucking pumpkin leaves for soup when a deafening thumping of hooves against the Earth is heard. Frightened, we rush inside and hide only peeping out through the windows. "It could be them again!" Mavli's lower lip starts to quaver. Mother's lips move wordlessly with silent prayer.  Carriages come in view, hundreds of them. Some of the carriages speed by and some stop near our hut. Valri is bleating with fright outside, Mother is whimpering with tears and Mavli clutches my arm, her nails digging into my flesh.

 EPILOGUE: THE SUN Year of the BougainvilleaFrigid SeasonThe PalaceAltsas Isla  I AM SO EXCITED. Today, I'm expecting mother and father's visit as well as Mavli's. It's been ages since I saw them.  Throwing off my blanket, I jump off the bed and to my feet. A shiver runs down my spine the second my feet touches the cold ground. I slip my feet into slippers and huff out a breath which floats as a thick cloud of fog in front of my face.  I'm not surprised to see that Kyan isn't on the bed, he has always been an early riser. I'm sure he is already getting the orchard ready for my parents' arrival breakfast.