The Lost Dynasty

Chapter 56

Kyda and Amita bolted into the only shelter they could claim and Amita slammed the wooden behide her while sealing access with a rusty iron lock.

The two females stare at each other frantically, looking for answers, before they fumbled onto battle station. "Blow out the candles" Amita whispered frantically and rightly to do so, Kyda obeyed her Empress. She ran to all seven candles that were lit all over the hut and pushed them out with one individual blow and even managed to put out the fire pit that was Amita stove. Kyda goal was to obliterate signs that illuminated life.

Amita rushed over to the wooden heavy crates and with all her motherly strength and to Kyda surprise she managed to push it to the door to barricade themselves in. After Kyda completed her own mission, she began to aid Amita in hers as she helped push and stack the crates.

As they completed their objective, Amita rushed back to her chiles and embraced him in her arms "Kyda come to me" she whispered as one arm extended to her. Kyda flew into her arm as they both huddled into the corner as they blended into the darkness.

The silence was deafening.

The minutes that went by, however, they felt like hours, but Kyda's and Amita's eyes never left the barricade door. All they could do was to sit in silence and stare at their poorly made wall that was their only protection. Sounds of saddles stomping against the incline of sand, reverberated into their ears as the uninvited guest circled the hut.

"I think it's abandoned" male was heard from the outside "I doubt anyone would leave their valuables behide". A bead of sweat travelled down Kyda face as Amita held her breath as the darkness that hid them was also their worst enemy, they were unable to see what was going on around their surroundings, leaving them to relay on their other senses.

The other man attempted to open the front door, but it continuously banged the heavily crates that they had placed. Kyda covered her mouth to prevent herself from loudly hyperventilating while Amita held her son to her chest to mute any possible sounds that may come out of him. "Just leave it, we need to get these slaves to the market by sunrise" the force against the door came to a halt "Fine" the other man finally spoke before their steps began to fade into the wind.

After many long minutes of silence, Kyda and Amita faced each other to reassure each other that they were out of harm's way and sighed deeply in sync to express their relief. Kyda head fell back against the wall as she desired for a peaceful slumber from that moment on.

They were out of danger and possible out of the trader's range.

"WAHHHHH!"

Amjed cried out in distressed as he was abruptly woken up by the commotion. The ladies' heads snapped at the young child in pure horror. Amita bounced her son in her arms to calm him, even for just a slightest...

... but it was too late.

The threat rushed back to the door and thrusted their whole-body mass into the door "THERE SOMEONE IN THERE!". Kyda made haste to her feet and threw her body forcefully against the barricade door to reduce their chance of entering. Amita closed her eyes and rocks her body back and forwards while whispering the throne verse from the Quran, Ayatul Kursi. Her verse was not just to protect her child but to protect herself and Kyda from possible misfortune that seems to be heading their way.

Three of the slave traders rammed themselves against the door and that was enough force to throw Kyda with her back to the floor.

One more thrust against the door would gain them access.

"KYDA!"

Amita stretches her arms to Kyda and clenched onto her upper arm before dragging her into her embrace. Kyda closed her eyes, hugged Amita and hid her face in the crook of her neck as if she was Kyda's mother. Whereas Amita sat up tall and stared at the entrance boldly to greet her enemies with a deadly stare.

The heavy crates tumbled to the floor and the door, or what was left of it, swung open to3 slave traders with their identities covered with a shemagh scarf. They instantly spotted their 3 new valuables to their collection.

"Two women and an infant" one of the men identified "They are going to collect us a handsome price" the other one stated. Kyda could hear her rapid heartbeat in her eardrums, she didn't want to wait around to see their potential outcomes. She glanced at Amita to see her standing her ground with a look of a warrior as her eyes glossed in the moonlight. She placed Amita in dangers way again, like she did before. She could not allow this to happen to Amita again "RUN AMITA!" Kyda stated her battle cry before launching herself like a bulldozer taking the three men down and hoping to restrain them long enough for Amita to dash away with Amjed.

Amita hopped onto her feet with her son in her arms. She didn't want to leave her old loyal friend behide but an eye for an eye. She can't sacrifice herself again, she can't place her child in harm's way "I'm sorry, Kyda" she whimpered before bolting out of the door.

However, it wasn't long till Kyda was restrained and was had her hands behide her back with her face to the ground. One held her down as the other two ran after the mother and child. Kyda faced the exit and screamed out "NOOOO!". She watched from a distance, helplessly as they caught up to Amita and pried off her away from her only child.

Amita was waving her arms and legs around like a maniac as she cursed the man who dare to lay a hand on her child. The man with Amjed walked away from the furious mother to secure his acclaimed prize.

Kyda yelled out to both of them as she was nothing but helpless. She was picked up from the floor by her bounded arms and was taken outside to be chained along with the other unfortunate victims. Soon after, Amita joined the chained slaves while still screaming her heart out for her beloved son. But all they could do was watch Amjed in the arms of a stranger as he got onto the camel and yelled out.

"LET'S GET A MOVE ON! They won't sell themselves"