Love Of The Sultan

My Husband

C h a p t e r 6 - M y H u s b a n d

The arrival was grand for Nadine considering the bomb that exploded when she left. It has only been two weeks in the palace and she hasn't caught a single sight of her husband since arrival. She just stamped it as making up for not being here when he was away getting married to her.

Arabia was a beautiful place, the palace was a marble feast and streamed with riches. The family seemed to be a troubled work of art but if it was anything that had so far effected Nadine: the extreme loneliness.

The maids would approach her and not utter a single word apart from 'yes' or 'no'. The family seemed vague and distant, and nothing really appealed to Nadine. Her parents: she missed them so much along with her brother. They where the only people she wanted around.

Her heart would ache when she wanted to call out to one of them but it would dawn on her. Her family isn't there. She wanted to leave her dorm but she noticed she knew nobody, nobody wanted to know her. Nobody bothered with festivities and making her feel special. The queen was ignored.

She cried a few times hoping to have her parents back and just roamed in her room. It wasn't even her husbands room, it may have been in the same quarters as his but they wouldn't grace each other before sleep. Nadine seemed fine with that: she didn't want to interfere with the king.

His sister barely was around and socialised with her the most. She honestly hoped for crowds of people cuddling up to her to know every detail. Probably also constantly socialise with their queen and hope to be in her good books.

Well not that up to scale.

It's night and the sky felt lighter than Nadine's mood. Sleep just betrayed her. It was impossible to get her eyes closed with all of the thoughts galloping through her head.

The heat was roasting her.

With a long intake of air she burst out of bed and panted crazily. She needed some air. She jumped out of bed and covered herself. Calming herself taking deep breaths, she then peeked into the hallway. Nobody. She tiptoed out letting the cold air massage her and cool her skin.

She roamed seeing the already discovered empty quarters. She walked around the already discovered but there was a door she saw and today it was un-locked. Usually that door was locked and rarely ever opened, only by maids but they had strict orders not to let her past. They weren't here to reprimand her now so she went past the threshold.

It was even cooler out of the doors as it lead to a staircase going higher. She climbed like a ballerina. A light wind assaulted her bare arms as she dared to strive further. The final step and she saw a billion lights and scattering a of man-made lights. It was the roof. It was mesmerising seing the contrasts of lights and seeing the beautiful scenery.

She saw the magical spectacle and the beautiful dotted glitter in the sky. She gaped at the beauty. "Your not supposed to be up here" a deep voice ring out from under the gazebo placed there. Wordlessly she sauntered toward it risking the chance of trouble. She is the princess, nobody can tell her off without her husbands permission. Can they?

It felt weird calling him that. Like an alien name to him, a man she doesn't know is now her partner for her lifetime. Nevertheless he was a the stranger husband.

She pulled at the curtain recognising the familiar face behind the oil lamp. He immediately sat up "its you" he breathlessly acknowledged. He laid back down on the small cushioned mat taking deep breaths through his nostrils.

"What troubles you?" he asked never making eye contact. She lazily sat on the other side of the mat staring at his beautiful face and how his long lashes groped his cheek. "Sleep" she murmured just over a whisper.