Royalty Gone Bad

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Writer’s POV:

After that, there was a huge party organized. There was enough food, music and dancing. The partying would last till evening in honor of the Prince.

When he came down from the throne, his parents immediately hugged him happily. They were so proud of him! Asahd was just as happy.

After his parents, Djafar hugged him, very proud of his performance.

“You did great, son. I’m so happy for you,” Djafar laughed happily and Asahd bent over to touch Djafar’s feet, the way he did with his parents, as sign of great respect.

This surprised Djafar who made him stand immediately.

“I’m supposed to get your blessings as Prince, not the other way round,” Djafar mused.

“I don’t think so. You’re a second father to me, Djafar. You deserve all my respect,” Asahd chuckled and hugged the man again.

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The celebration went on and on. Asahd was continuously stopped by nobles and other guests who wanted to congratulate him. He gave each of them, some of his time and thanked them.

Once he was a little free, he immediately searched the crowd for Saïda. He found her in a corner chatting with Noure. He wasn’t going to let that ruin his mood. He was too happy for that. He approached them.

“My Prince,” Noure immediately bowed. “Congratulations.”

“Yeah, thanks,” he hardly checked Noure but gave all his attention to Saïda who smiled a little at him, her cheeks pink.

His breath hitched a little. She was so beautiful and he was so in love.

“Can we talk?” he asked her.

“Yeah,” she excused herself from Noure’s presence and followed the Prince to a more quiet place.

They were standing alone in a corridor to talk. They looked at each other and then he smiled warmly at her, his heart threatening to burst out of his chest. She smiled back shyly, rubbing her arms a little.

“I’m so happy for you,” she started. “I knew you could ace it. And you did.”

“Thanks to you. You know you saved me right?” he mused and she giggled.

“Yeah?”

“I was probably gonna pass out or something. Until my eyes fell on yours and your beautiful smile,” he muttered, very tempted to kiss her right there. “You know I need you by my side always, Saïda. What happened in there is proof.”

She shyly tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.

“Just doing my job, my Prince.”

“You still care very much about me, don’t you?” he asked and she reddened. “I really don’t like us being mad at each other. Well, you being mad at me.”

“Yeah,” she scratched her head nervously. “I’m sorry for the way I spoke to you a few days ago. I– I don’t want us to keep being cold with each other too. We can still be friends. Right?”

The Prince smiled a little. He wasn’t hurt. What she’d just said only gave him more hopes. It was more proof that she couldn’t stay away from him and would probably never hate him.

More than ever, he believed that Saïda would be his soon enough. He needed her and he knew she cherished him more than a friend would. He’d noticed how panicked she was for him back when he’d been answering questions. He’d noticed how relieved and happy she was when he’d started answering them again. And most importantly, he’d seen her little jump and scream of joy after the noble had announced that he’d completed the test, successfully. When he’d stopped to smile at her, she’d smiled back and the look she’d given him wasn’t one of a ‘simply’, happy friend. He’d seen more in her eyes.

“Right?” she repeated and he snapped out. She giggled at how lost he’d seemed.

He chuckled and was about to reply when a servant appeared and approached him.

“My Prince?” he bowed.

“Yes?” Asahd replied, his eyes focusing on Saïda’s. He didn’t look away one bit and it amused Saïda a little who reddened and her lips twitched in amusement.

“Miss Hammar Kadir is looking for you.”

Saïda’s smile faded a little, yet she and Asahd didn’t take their eyes off each other. To her sweet surprise, he smirked at her and his gaze dropped to her lips, making her a little breathless.

“You didn’t see me,” was his simple reply to the servant.

“Alright, your Majesty,” he bowed again and immediately left.

Saïda smiled and bit her lip in amusement, her cheeks reddening.

won’t be happy,”

with a playful frown and she laughed a little, her heartbeat

while

kiss him,

she’d been away from him had been the

took a step closer to him and was going to say something when a noble appeared

are demanded by your father,” the noble

Saïda

“Excuse me.”

she curtsied and watched him follow the noble

a deep breath and bit her bottom lip, smiling a little to herself as she remembered how he’d refused to go meet Hammar. He’d been doing that for the past

appeared with

she called rudely and marched up to

she asked with a little

to you. You deaf? Where’s Asahd??”

surprise, Saïda let out a sarcastic little laugh and clapped her hands once. Then she scoffed, flipped her beautiful long hair and turned

where

that, she sashayed her

staring in confusion and very

hell?? Did Saïda just speak that way to me?” Hammar stated, very

maid bitches are beginning to grow wings a little too

made her way back to the ballroom

report to

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the incident to him. He found it rather amusing, though he didn’t show it. Luckily, he was saved by some nobles and

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Saïda’s POV:

started heading for my room. As usual, I had Asahd in my mind. I

thoughts about him when I met with Aisha on

looking for you,” she said, approaching me. “Noure’s already

the words left my

Aisha asked surprised and I

amused me and I

are you

′Maybe since Asahd.

-Snap out, Saïda.′

I’ll take the other corridor and meet with them in the

she mused

going to my room,” I muttered and laughed to

got to the corridor that led to my room when all of a sudden, Noure appeared and I

“Sorry my love.

I asked, pretending

tell you that our parents have chosen our engagement date. Your

raised a brow

okay?” he asked and I

my. Next week?

right!

I replied and he pulled me in for a

“Goodnight, darling.”

“Goodnight, my love.”

you,” he kissed my

love you too.

me one last time before leaving. I frowned and my head started

happy, but

and started going the

upstairs. Some guests were still around. I ignored them and got to the top. My heart was racy and

′Asahd, Asahd, Asahd.′

two men. My throat was dry, goosebumps had covered my skin, my

think it was possible but it is. Now I believe it

and in between both guards, and down the mini corridor that led to the two huge doors that

I knocked twice.

is it?” I

“Saïda.”

“Come in.”