Royalty Gone Bad

Chapter 85: 85. Her Father

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Asahd’s POV:

I was happy. Very, very happy. I returned to the living room where Hammar was still waiting for me.

“Wasn’t that Saïda’s boyfriend?” she asked when I sat with her.

“Mm,” I called it off so she wouldn’t ask any more questions. “So, why are you here, dear?”

She raised a surprised brow at me.

“Why am I here? To see you of course. It’s been days now and I’ve scarcely been seeing you recently.” she held my hands in hers. “Are you avoiding me?”

I smiled a little.

“I think we should be honest with each other,” I started.

“Um, okay.”

“We’re very good friends Hammar. I appreciate you a lot and you know it.”

“I appreciate you too, Asahd.”

“Thank you,” I looked straight at her. “Hammar, before it’s too late, I don’t want you to think that we’re gonna be something again.”

She froze a little.

“I don’t understand.”

“Don’t get me wrong and correct me if I am wrong, but I know my parents want us back together and I’m sorry if because of them, you feel obliged to come here and–”

“No, Asahd!” she cut in immediately. “I’m not obliged to anything, I promise,” she held my hands tight and looked me in the eyes.

“I’m gonna be honest, I want us to be something again. I want us to be what we were before we parted due to our studies.”

“That’s not possible,” I replied, surprising her.

“Why??”

“Because time’s flown and we’ve both changed. Well, I have in some way.”

“But, Asahd. You used to like me very much. Remember we were almost making plans, though very young.”

“Like I said, Hammar. Things have changed. And so have my feelings. Okay? I still like you but as a friend and only as a friend.”

She frowned a little and pulled her hands away from mine.

“You,” she frowned a little more. “You’re seeing someone else? That’s it! You’re seeing someone else??”

′Here comes her usual tantrums.′

“Hammar, chill,” I mused.

“This isn’t funny, Asahd. Who is she??” she retorted.

“If you really want to know, yes, I’m seeing someone else. I’m very in love with her and I plan on marrying her. Now you know. So please dear, stop wasting your time with me.”

Her mouth dropped slightly open and I knew she wasn’t going to give up at all.

“I said, who is she??” she literally demanded. Typical of her.

′I wonder how we are able to stand and date each other for that long.′

“Hammar, I am not telling you. Deal with it,” I mused and stood. “If you want us to remain in good terms, then you better comport yourself.”

She stood too.

“Asahd, this isn’t right,” she complained.

“What?? That I’m in love with someone that isn’t you? I really like you Hammar but you’re still the same person. The girl who thinks everything is and should be about her. I’m telling you that we’re friends and can only be friends, that is, if you stop annoying me like you are right now. So, what do you say?”

She was frowning like a stubborn kid and literally stomped her foot. It amused me greatly. Hammar hadn’t changed one bit since we’d lastly parted.

“This isn’t fair,” she grumbled.

“Be happy for me, Hammar,” I chuckled. “You don’t even love me and you know it. We’re more of buddies now than anything else. I bet my mother convinced you to try and get back with me telling you that hopefully I would accept to marry you, blah blah blah so you would be Queen and so on.”

She stared silently.

“Admit it,” I mused. She was silent and then unfolded her arms, her frown vanishing.

“Well, yeah,” she rolled her eyes and I laughed. “I thought it would be cool to be Queen and stuff.”

“Probably. But it comes with a lot of duties, and I know you Hammar. You’re lazy as hell, plus, you go out and party way too much. Being queen will stop you from living the way you like, Hammar.”

“True,” she agreed with wide eyes. “But you’re the same. Yet, you’ll be sultan.”

“Cuz I don’t have a choice. I’ll carry out my duties as much as possible. Some part of me has completely changed, while another is still changing. It’s for my own good and I’m willing to.”

“Hm,” she sighed. “You’re right. And I’m happy for you,” she smiled and stepped closer to hug me.

“Thanks,” I laughed and hugged her back.

“So, you’re still not going to tell me her name?” she mused.

“Nope.”

“But why?”

“You’ll probably cause a scandal. I know you,” I laughed.

′And plus, you really don’t like her.′

“I know her?”

“Nope?”

“She’s noble?”

“Yes.”

guess a name but I knew

Hammar,” I mused, kissing her forehead. “Return

explain better, the little Noure had

unless Djafar refuses my love for Saïda. Oh I don’t even want to think of that possibility. I love Djafar, but if he refuses,

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Saïda’s POV:

of Asahd

she could see me but

and I halted reluctantly,

“Yes, Hammar?”

me with

lot concerning Asahd and all that’s happening in

I folded my

be together because he’s in

surprised and in the

I feel like you are making fun of me in

about. I don’t know of this Asahd being

any woman he is

′Me.′

you’ll excuse me,” I

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Writer’s POV:

side, she looked for him. Finally, they met in

Saïda whispered with a bright smile. There were guards

told me on

explained all that Noure had told

But I’m happy he finally understood,” she

right. You scared the shit out of him after you threatened him. That’s what made him change his

giggled. “You can stop hating on him, now

stop hating after I put a ring on your finger,

bit her lip. But then, she snapped out.

the major and

the news of my cancelled wedding

will talk to

her

think you will

was nervous to announce such, to her

“I’ll try, Asahd.”

“Under one condition.”

“Which?”

you.

with the intention of kissing her, but halted,

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busy with organising a balanced schedule for the Prince’s Royal activities when Djafar stepped into the

immediately

dear. Good

“Good afternoon, Djafar.”

who seemed a little off, faced

third living room, my

Saïda swallowed.

“Okay, lemme fix these.”

you,” he excused

took a deep breath. Asahd stood and made her face

my love.

not now. Wait

Everything will be

nodded and hugged

“I love you, Asahd.”

you

kissed her back. Reluctantly, she let go and left.

′Everything will be okay.′

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joined her father and he made her sit close to him. He held her hand in his and his expression said

dear,” he started. “I have

She swallowed.

“Yes?”

I need you to be strong,” he seemed so hurt as he spoke.

a deep

was a serious gentleman. But he’s

Saïda cut in, her chest heaving a

my dear. I promise you

she cut in again, holding his hands

at her, wondering why she looked rather nervous than disappointed

cancelled because I wanted

′Literally threatened, rather.′

Djafar froze, confused.

“What??”

did it because of me. I didn’t want to

surprised and very

Did he do

some heat take over her and she seemed to be

why?” Djafar asked, worried and

then, Asahd appeared. At the right time without

please,” Djafar motioned him over. Asahd swallowed and approached

“Yes, Djafar?”

“Sit.”

Asahd sat opposite them.

that he did it because of her,” the confused and worried man explained. “But she’s unable to tell me why. You two have grown closer, she’ll surely be comfortable

and bit his lip, a little nervous. He

looked at

′It’s now or never.′

“Djafar,” he started.

“Yes?”

her not

Djafar’s eyes widened.

Why, Asahd?” Djafar had never been so

throat. “I love Saïda, and

dropped the

It hit him like a wrecking ball. A lot went through his mind and he frowned in

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