Sinasabing ang puso ay may sariling mata at kayang kilalanin ang taong mahal mo sa hindi maipaliwanag na paraan. Ngunit, pa'no kung ang taong kasama mo ngayon ay ginaya ang hitsura, pag-uugali, ang buong pagkatao ng taong mahal mo? Kaya pa rin bang...
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THIRD PERSON'S POV
Beiron and Khamya were chatting inside the guest room when Beiron suddenly heard a scream. He immediately run towards where it came from and followed. After few seconds, Beiron finally arrived at the Prince's office and was shocked for a moment as he saw Jumeirah cuddling the Prince. There was a dark, widening stain spreading across the Prince's offce. Fresh, flowing blood. Then he felt an upsurge of dread so he dashed toward the Prince. "Jumeirah, let him lie on the floor. Jumeirah, let go of him!" Beiron sternly said as Jumeirah never seems to heard him then she did what she's told and Khamya walked near her and hugged her.
"Hush Jumeirah..." she comforted her.
Beiron immediately docked and checked the Prince pulse from his neck. But the result made him clenched his fist and punched the floor. "Who did this? Jumeirah! What happened?" Beiron asked in an edgy tone.
"I- I don't know..." Jumeirah who seems said in almost a whispher.
The Village lords finally arrived at the scene, so as Oliver, the head security of Stallion island, Myco Gosiaco, the head security of Stallion Riding Club, Reid and a few Royal guards. And same as Beiron, shock awashed them too at the first sight of Prince's corpse.
"It's getting crowded in here. Everyone, step out of the room." Oliver commanded.
"Emir Beiron Rafiq, what happened?" Myco asked.
"My wife and I just arrived at the scene. And the Prince was already dead when we got here." He said with a tight jaw.
"Emir, Dr.Khamya and especially you, Ms.Jumeirah. Come with me at the adjacent room, I have some few questions to ask." Oliver said and they followed him.
Myco nodded at Oliver, a gesture that says, "Leave this to me."
Then, forensics arrived and the investigation for Prince Rostam's assasination started.
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An autopsy wasn't allowed to be done at the Prince corpse since it's an illicit act for the royal family's belief. So, in able to solve the case, a series of investigation was conducted in different manner. And the result leads to one thing, a poison was mixed at the Prince's coffee, which leads to the prime suspect, his slave Jumeirah Al-Nuri who brought the food and water to his Highness' room.
"I'm sorry Ms. Jumeirah, but we have to arrest you for killing the Crown Prince Rostam." Mr.Oliver said.
"No! No! I didn't killed him! Oliver, you know I couldn't do that to his highness!" Two guards appeared on both of her sides and hauled her towards the e-jeepney. Jumeirah looked at the faces of her friends then she looked intently at Lord Rouen Arezmendi. "Lord Rouen, you know I couldn't do that. Please tell me you believe me. I didn't killed the Prince." Jumeirah said between sobs. But Lord Rouen Arezmendi sadly bowed to avoid her gaze. "No! No! I didn't killed him. Why can't you believe me?" Jumeirah shouted but nobody dared to speak even a word.
Then the guards shoved her inside the E-jeepney, onto a long seat. The jeep had a weird orientation, and the back of her seat touched the back of the driver and passenger seats so that she faced the jeep's rear. Another guard sat beside her, and another two guards took the front, out of her sight. Moments later, Myco Gosiaco, head security of Stallion Riding Club, and Oliver, head security of Stallion Island, silently slid in and sat in the seats opposite with Jumeirah, allowing her to see their serious faces. She'd barely settled herself when the guard beside her grabbed her hands and zip-tied them behind her back. The E-jeepney started, and they peeled away from the Peak in a storm of gravel and dust.
