CHAPTER NO ONE

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*CONTENTION AND DESIRES*

_Dedication_
_"to everyone who desire to be a warrior but forced to live in royalty"_

*CHAPTERS : ONE*

HALIMA'S POV:
birds sound echoed in the whole area, opening my eyes slowly i found myself in my bed , i sigh , letting my feet hit the ground , and made my way towards the bathroom , my room was large , filled with crimson , everything was reddish , while my bed was a large monarch bed as a princess deserve , golden piles and red blanket , my dark browned colored closet lies at the corner of my room , door Sticking a far from my closet , and a dressing table with large Mirror is near my bed , heading to bathroom i entered , the bathroom was shelter-less causing the sun rays hit my face , a big bathtub at the corner and curtains hiding it , while a sink was attached to the wall , on my right side , washing my face and body and teeth , i held outside my room , as my maid approached me

Hala: my dear, here you are , your majesty is asking about you , may you meet in at his room

I nodded as she went to do her chores , hala have been with me since birth , she is a good Friend , her loyalty is the only thing i like about her. She may be my Friend but still i never opened up to her , i only have one and only best Friend i consider , as hala said my father have called me , i stroll towards his room, opening the great large door of my Father's room i set foot into it , causing my father to look at me , as he was talking to some other man i don't know about , he signaled them to go , they obeyed my father gestured me to sit at the couch a far from his bed , his room is big peached with golden color , a golden bed on the right side of me and a big couch infront of the bed but a bit far away
sitting on the couch, adjusting my hijab , i looked at my father with a questionable gaze , he smiled sitting beside me , opening his mouth to say something

Faisal: my dear halima , i have something to tell.you

Halima: please continue, baba

Father is a great king , a powerful monarch of oman , a country beside saudi Arabia , causing us to have a great friendship with arabia. , we trade and help each other and many more , father is almost 52 years old now in matter of few years my brother , Atif, who is the crown prince will be the ture monarch and rule the oman , i never had any interest in the crown, my mind is beyond something better , on dauntless , great fighters of oman , i always think they are super cool and majestic , the way they dress and the way they fight , flatter me always made me wonder that how could someone be that strong , lost in my Thinking i never knew when father started

Faisal: you always told me you love and admire the dauntless , and as i am also getting old , my son haven't that much power to handle the army of our rivals , and we would need a powerful trustable fighter so....

I eyes sparkles at baba's words, is he? I waited continued to listen to him

Faisal: i want you to join the dauntless , it would hard but i know you can do it

A wave of happiness , got into my nerves , almost making me jump with excitement and happiness

Halima: i am as ready as hell to join the dauntless baba , when are we Going?

Baba smiled , as he continued

Faisal: get ready then , we are Going now

Now?.is baba Serious at all? I smiled so wide that Finally my dream of 13 fucking years is Going to be ture , walking towards my room, i hurriedly called hala and ordered her to take out my black niqab and abaya she did i said , wearing it fastly , i took out my golden flower pink and attached it to my right side or hijab , making me look like burka avenger , a tale of a women who fight the crimes while hiding her identity with a abaya , as i reached to father i saw him talking to some other royal soldiers of our castle , as soon as he saw me he ordered others to get the horses ready , after a while i made my way towards my horse and sat on it, i tighten the belt over it , so i couldn't fall, signaling father to lead the way

faisal: you sure you wanna do it? Halima?

Halima: i am so sure as hell baba

Baba smiled , after a few hours of riding we Finally reached to the destination , a huge , wood house , and a red Clothe covering every corner of it , we all got off from our horse as a man , wearing traditional Arabian , white gown with shiver lining at every corner of his dress came to our direction, he shook his hands with baba , looking at my direction he frowned at baba

Faisal: This is my middle daughter , Halima , your new student

The man made a "oh" sign ,he bow a little to me as respect , while i Response him with the same gesture

Faisal: so , ibtisam , where is he?

Oh so his name is intisam , but He? Who is he talking about? I confusedly looked at baba as ibtisam started

ibtisam: oh , talking about master? He is here. Let me call him

He said , making his way inside the wooden house, a moments after he came out with another man beside him, the man was wearing as same white traditional Arabian Clothes but golden lining around his one , baba smiled as he hugged that man

Faisal: ah~~~ my loyal soldier , haider , i need a little favor from.you

Haider: your majestic your words are my command , you don't have to ask for favor

He said , as i smiled. Is he my teacher? Maybe or maybe not

Faisal: aaha , haider , then , i want you to teach my daughter to be a dauntless , son

He said , as i stepped closer , his eyes scanned me , he nodded

Haider: you can count on me

Faisal: then i must take my leave hm?

Haider: Ofcourse you can

He words ended , as baba sat on his horse , followed by placing a peak on my head , telling me how proud he is on me then

everyone is gone , its just me and that ibtisam and haider now

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