Empresses of Pangaea: The Clash of Queens [ BOOK 1 ]

26

Location: Red End House, Harem Hall, The Royal Palace of Sekhe, West African Lands, African Lands

"Where the hell is the doctor?" Omari grumbled irritated as he flipped through the book he was reading.

Tano remained silent, trying to catch a glimpse out of the window. Omari had asked the doctor. The doctor was supposed to come back till next month. It's only been two weeks, but Omari was too impatient and ordered Tano for him to be sent here tonight.

Tano quickly went to the kitchen to take a breather. There was no way his testosterone level was going to change to a higher level today. It's only been two weeks, and Omari barely did anything besides just taking the doctor's prescription.

"Don't look so anxious," the housemaid, Anima said standing behind him and putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Our heads will be rolled on the floor if he does not have his way," Tano exhaled. "So, it's kind of hard not to worry."

Anima gave him a look of sympathy and tried to offer him some fruit, but Tano refused kindly rejecting her. "Stay in the kitchen if anything happens tonight, I don't want you to get hurt." Anima thanked him and told him not to worry about her. They had grown up in the same village together and were both hired to work in the royal palace around the same time. Tano always tried his best to keep her away from trouble dealing with Omari.

Tano left the kitchen before Omari could grow suspicious.

Tano anxiously was waiting, practically bouncing on the tip of his feet. The last thing he wanted was Omari to take his anger out on him for the doctor being late.

Ever since the last time, Omari had his testosterone checked everyone that worked in the Red End house, and for Omari has been on edge. They knew if they didn't get his testosterone up, they would have a stronger taste of Omari's wrath.

There was finally a knock at the entrance gate of House Red End. Tano's heart did a flip of relief. "Check who it is," Tano told the guard that was standing by the door. He nodded, leaving, and going to check who it was.

The guard came back and behind him stood Doctor Swail, the same doctor from two weeks ago who checked Omari's testosterone.

"I was told a month from now to come back for a test?" The doctor said as he was kneeling in front of Omari.

"Stand. I just want to see my progress so far. To see if my dietary changes and your prescription have done anything," Omari said in a sly tone.

"Very well," the doctor said. Everyone in the room watched the doctor lay his leather suitcase on the table and draw out items from it. He started to set up the items needed for the testosterone check.

Everyone in the room held onto their breath tight.

Tano's heart skipped a beat when he saw doctor Swail pull out the quartz needle. Its liquid crystals glimmered in the room, waiting to be filled with blood for a test result.

The doctor did a simple whip of Omari's fingertips and brought the needle onto his finger to gently pierce.

Tano wanted to look away scared to even think of the results. There was just no way something good was going to come out of this. Why didn't he just find a way to make up an excuse for the doctor not to show up. The room was tense as everyone waited for the needle to give a color into which it slowly started to form.

Omari leaned in his seat making sure he got a full view, and then the color changed.

The result was good, almost too good. How the hell did his testosterone level get this high so quickly. From deep dark red to soft green in under two weeks? You would have to undergo serious and strict excise and diet, which Omari never really does.