CHAPTER 9

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Zayn's POV:

"A betrothed and a dead but alive chosen one to add on the list" I breathe out, trying to digest it "I'm doomed"

"We can't be sure" Louis says "But there's a possibility for that, Zayn. I really hope she is not alive, it's cruel. I know. But I think we have enough on our plates right now"

"I need answers" I mutter and fling off the pillow and march out of the room with determination, carrying my scabbard with me. I leave Louis behind, telling him I'll be right back.

When I reach it, I demand the keys for the prison cell, which the guard hands over with uncertainty. I order them all out and storm over to the most secured the cell, and glare at the guy.

I walk closer to the cell and this guy stares up at me in curiosity and amusement, and a little cautiously too.

"I know you are a survivor of Maarah" I tell him with a nod "And you are taking revenge on us for not helping you when you were under attack, fine. But I need to know this"

He nods once, telling me to go ahead.

"Is anyone from the royal family alive?" I question "Is my chosen one alive? Is that Princess alive?"

His gaze darkens and he clenches his jaw. And he doesn't answer.

"Start talking" I snap "I think I have had enough patience with you and am completely pissed off now"

"Oh really?" This guy cocks his head to an aside, his hand raising to trace the wall beside him again, the metal chains making clinking noises because of that.

"Yes" I nod "If you don't start talking now, I swear to god, I'll kill you" For emphasis I grip my scabbard.

This guy chuckles, shaking his head and relaxes back against the dingy wall. And doesn't say anything, just keeps staring at me with that smile and amused eyes.

"I said start talking" I say "I need answers"

"Why?" He questions, raising his eyebrows.

"I just need them" I mutter.

"I can't help you" he says and I clench my jaw. Using the key I got, I open the cell door and walk in. Pulling out my sword, I point the tip against his throat.

"Start talking" I command "Or I'm slitting your throat"

He just keeps watching me with same amused smile. And it's quite unexpected when he swipes his leg against mine and I lose my balance, falling on to the dusty floor and hitting my cheek hard against it. Before I could scramble back up, I feel searing pain against back of my head and everything goes blank.

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"Zayn, come on, wake up!"

I blink my eyes open, my head pounding with pain. I'm still in the cell and when I look over, the chains are empty.

That guy is gone.

I look up to find Louis kneeling by me and my father looking quite mad as he stands by Louis.

"What happened?" I wince at the pounding pain in my skull and touch it with my fingertips. It's swollen badly.

"My office, now" my baba says and disappears. All the guards of the prison are standing by and watching me with irritated eyes and it makes me wince.

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"You let him escape, Zayn" my dad says, his face hard. "You could have gotten killed with your own sword. And someone else killed on his way out, thankfully, nobody was. What were you thinking?"

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