Meeting The Sultana [Prt.1 COMPLETED]

CHAPTER 14

I'm just here on the balcony of my room looking at the Sultana's art pads. I was already on page 58 and I just noticed that as the drawing I was studying increased it became more and more stressful to understand the meaning.

I do not know why.

I sat in an elegant chair with gold details, with a soft mattress on top. From here I can see the city light of North Africa, there are many brilliant stars in the sky and the tall building with red light at the top is visible.

From here, the view of the City is small but when I look closely I can picture a beautiful view.

I put down the pads and went back inside my room to change clothes, I just wore black sweatpants and a cardigan, it was a bit windy on the balcony because I was at the top of the palace so I had to wear this.

I also took my sketch pad, art pencil, eraser, color pencil and my magic pencil, which I took with me everywhere I went.

This pencil costs one thousand five hundred dollars, just a piece for such a large amount, but it is worth it because it takes a long time to run out and its quality is very good. This is my most favorite brand of pencils and acrylic paints.

Nava.

I walked to the balcony, this balcony is actually very spacious, even if fifty people come here it will still fit.

I approached the cement barrier of the balcony and laid down my sketch pad there. In my pocket are colored pencils to keep them from falling.

I decided to draw the city, the city is a bit far but I can draw it. I also do this drawing to make time pass faster. Earlier I did nothing but look at Sultana Aleziana's artworks, now I stop at page 58, I'm almost done.

I'll finish the art pad tomorrow, the rest is in the folder, I don't know if there are many more artworks there but let's just see if I have time to study all her art tomorrow.

I looked at the blank paper and thought about how I would start the sketch.

I start with light initial steps, I draw a line for the foundations of buildings, and I follow the big shapes.

One of the things I noticed about the Sultana’s artworks was, the thing that is hard for most artists to do is she does it easily. Drawing something realistic. Starting with the boy on page number 6, all the details of that boy seem real, it's like I'm just watching animations or a movie because the Sultana's sketch from page 6 seems to have a story to page 28.

Yes, from page 6 to 28 is the sketch of that boy. What’s up with that kid? why is he the content of more than half a page of the Sultana’s art pad. It still puzzles me what is the role of that child is in Aleziana's life?

"Are you not hungry?". I stopped drawing because of the woman speaking behind me.

I lowered the pencil and faced Zabea, I was just wondering because Zabea has been the content of my mind since this morning as well as the Sultana.

It looks like Zabea is in my left brain and Sultana is on my right. I also forgot about Ishmael because of them. Ever since I arrived here in the kingdom of the Sultana I have only once remembered my mission.

But I won't think about that mission now, I need to focus first on how I can get closer to Zabea, when that happens she will help me to get into the Sultana's room.

Because if I’m not mistaken, the Sultana removes her Hijab when she’s in her room, and that would be my plan, so I had to befriend the handmaid.

"You don't have to cook for me. But thank you". I pointed to the plates she was holding. There was pasta and grilled chicken on the plate so my stomach suddenly rumbled with hunger.

"My job is to serve you Caio". She softly said, I looked at her whole body, she was wearing white sleep wear and still can't lose the hijab that covers her face.

Even though she's wearing sleepwear, her curves are still obvious, she's wonderful and I'll bet everything just to see her face. From what I see and hear from her I can say, she is a very beautiful woman hiding in cloths.

With Zabea's eyes and the thickness and beauty of her eyelashes, I can tell she is a beautiful maiden under the cloths that cover her.

"How about you? Did you eat earlier?". I looked at my wrist to check the time. It's 10pm and she's still awake just to make me dinner.

I would have had dinner earlier but I told her that I wasn't hungry yet, so she left me here in the room because she still had things to do outside, I was surprised now because she just came in with food.

"What time did you enter the room? I didn't notice that you were in the kitchen". I asked her. I grabbed the fork and started eating pasta. Another thing I noticed is they love pasta dishes.

When I tasted what she cooked, my tongue seemed to stick out because of the spiciness and taste of the food.

"This pasta is so delicious Zabea, have I already told you that you cook so well?". I smiled.

"I've been in the kitchen before and you can't hear me because the sliding door is closed". She said. I looked at her. What could be a mystery under the cloth that covered her.

"I came from inside earlier, I changed my clothes and took my things but I didn't notice that you were in the kitchen, I'm sorry I didn't help you to cook these foods". I apologetically stated.

"It's okay Caio. Just like I said before, it's my job to serve you". She said with her mysterious voice, her voice was so soft and so sweet to hear.

"I don't want to think that you are my handmaiden, so I told you earlier if you can be my friend, that way I can be more open with you freely". I said while looking at her. I can only see her eyes and eyelashes but I already love her presence.

"Handmaiden Rule number 2, it is not allowed to make friends with guests or with any person, who has a high level in a society". She said.

I laughed softly and lowered the fork.

"Will anyone else know if you and I are the only ones in this room?". I asked her with a smile on my face.

"They won't know Mr. Caio, but I still know what's wrong and right". She says.

I raised my palms for surrender.

"Okay you win. If you don't want me to be your friend, it's okay at least I can talk to you like this. Let's just be civil to each other. During my stay here, I need someone to talk to, because I'm sure I'll go crazy". I said.

She was quiet so I continued eating. When I looked at her, I noticed that she was looking at my torso so I also looked at what she was looking at. I realized that the cardigan was open revealing my stomach. I was suddenly embarrassed and I closed the button of my cardigan.

She cleared her throat and she stood up immediately.

"Where are you going? Are you leaving?". I asked her.

"I'll just get some wine. Do you like juice or do you prefer wine?". She asked me. Her eyes were glowing because of the dim light on the balcony wall.

"A medium bodied red wine please". I said to her politely. I noticed that her eyes were smiling but I'm not sure because the hijab still covers her whole face. 

She turned around and went inside. I ate the meal because the food that Zabea made was so delicious. I'm still lucky because she's the kind of handmaid who talks to the guest.

" Caio, أنت تعرف بالفعل كيف تجعل كايو امرأة قبيح"
she said using the Arabic language, her accent was so sexy that I was stunned, as she was leaving my eyes still followed her swaying body.

She doesn't trust me yet but I'm sure I'll have her trust in the next few days.