Chapter 11: "I want someone to share my feelings with"

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Five's POV

"So here's the plan. Dolly, Ella, you guys sneak in the palace to spy on the queen. Josh, try to talk to Cleopatra and probably get some more information about her. And Josh, try to be alive." "How come YOU get to tell us what to do? You can't shanghai me! I — "he whined. I grabbed him by the collar. "Well it won't be YOU, will it?" I gritted my teeth. I pushed him and he stumbled back a bit. " Now, I specialised these contact lens for you guys, so I can see and listen rom your perspective and also interact with you through this tablet."

They put the spy gadgets on, and connected to my tablet. "Here," I threw a pair of tiny wireless earphones to Josh, " repeat what I say when you talk to Cleo. It's Ancient Greek, so you'll do fine." Josh gave me his iconic clueless expression, and answered, " Yeah! Yeah, I got it."

The trio set off, leaving me in the tent. A couple minutes later, they arrived at the palace, only this time they came in successfully without guards stopping them.

"Five, Five? Can you hear me? We're in the palace kitchen." I heard Dolores over the lens. "Why the hell are you guys here?" I asked, massaging my forehead. "Well, the maids here don't try the food before giving them to the Queen, so maybe we can sneak some poison in the beverage before it is handed out to her."

"And where are we supposed to get poison?" "My dad used to make medicine before he started working in the Commission," Ella's voice joined in. "Makes sense," I said, unsurprised. I mean, the dude's name was Herb! "So," Ella ignored my comment, " I do know a thing or two about medicine or drugs and stuff." "You know a lot of things, don't ya ?" I muttered, feeling quite impressed.

"Are you guys gonna keep flirting with each other or are we gonna go now?" Dolores mumbled under her breath, sounding almost jealous, "Cuz those guys over there are staring at us." "Shit," Ella said, and then I could only hear footsteps.

"Hey Five, I could see Cleo here. Huh. She's crying," Josh's voice came through my tablet. "Great, now repeat what I say when you walk to her." I said 'You requested your water, your majesty' in Arabic. And Josh giggled. "That sounds ridiculous." "So are you," I shot back, "now repeat after me or I'm going to sell you with the other circus animals at the market stall!"

Josh groaned like a five-year-old and walked up to her, clutching the vial of water in his hand. He repeated my line with a terrible accent. "I didn't ask for water", Cleopatra replied, sounding a bit confused. I was about to tell Josh what to say but my tablet fell and it disconnected the freaking lenses. I couldn't see or talk to him.

"Shit! Shit, shit, shit..." I cursed under my breath, while reconnecting the spy gadget as fast as possible.

"Five? I can't hear you!" I could hear Josh whispering. Goddamnit, we're screwed. "What five?" Cleopatra asked in English with an accent, sounding even more confused. "Uhhhhhh... yeah, you have five beautiful rings! Yeah, yeah, so shiny," Josh improvised.

"I have seven rings, but since you peasants can't count, I guess it's okay..." Cleopatra sounded confused as hell.

"Josh, can you hear me now?" I asked. Josh secretly gave me a small thumbs up. "So..." Josh aske, changing the subject, "Do you feel like telling me why you're crying?"

(I hate to admit, but Josh is pretty good at acting and improvising.)

Cleo sighed, " What's the point of telling you? I'm going to DIE soon anyway." Josh was confused as hell. "You can predict the future?! How do you know about that?"the idiot asked. I scoffed. And I'm starting to regret letting a clueless guy like Josh meet the ancient queen.

"I got married three times already, and all of them are dimwits. My very last husband is losing the war. By the time Octavian wins, I won't come alive and I'll lose the country. The whole population of people are going to blame it all on me," she sniffed.

"Well, do you love them?" Josh questioned softly. "Love who?" "Your husbands." Cleopatra hesitated and shook her head. "I married them just to protect my country. I mean, I even had to marry my BROTHER. I married Roman emperors just to build a good relationship between Egypt and Rome. Do you know how HARD it is to sleep with a person you don't like? I did that ALL for my kingdom," I heard her sobbing.

"Then... what kind of person is your type?" "I just want someone who I can share my feelings with, you know. I don't care about their race, or the status, but someone I feel safe sleeping with, and I don't regret staying with."

Josh nodded slightly. "Well I hope you'll find your man someday. Cleopatra's lips curled up to a slight curve. "Thanks Josh. You are a great listener. Meet me tomorrow night? At the same spot?" She hugged Josh and whispered by his ear. Josh agreed and left.

"Did you see that Five? She liked me. Not wait, she LOVES me!! Maybe I could be the King of Egypt very soon!" Josh fangirled when they got back to our spot. Ugh. Just when I was about to think that he is capable of being a spy. "Come on. She only hugged you," I told him. Then he started rambling that I was just jealous of him and shit, but I didn't care. No point of arguing with immature people, right?

A/N: Heyyy so here's a thing: I finished all my exams! Yay! But since I haven't written a chapter the previous weeks because of my revision, I've been calculating how much time I have left, and yeah, it's a little tight. I will try my best to post my chapters every Monday and Thursday (my time zone) but if I can't upload on time, don't be mad, thank you. Also, copy link for me, pls and thank you 🫶🏻🫶🏻.

Also, #jealousdolores??

Truth (⚠️and important!⚠️) : I won't be asking you truth or dare questions today but here's the truth: most of these stories are made up!! True, Cleopatra got married three times, but she did NOT know English, despite knowing tons of languages. I have no idea whether she really loves her husbands, so if you fail your History quiz, don't come blaming me giving y'all wrong information!!

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